#Calluses #Jen #Jenay #OkayPoem
I’m not a side dish, I’m not a left—over, you can’t put me away, you can’t save me for later, as with all things,
I never thought I could crave a s… Like the one that sits across your… Distinctly scraped from the corner… Made in depths of dreams and forei… Its own presence, reflecting galax…
“You’re trapped.” He explains, My body is bare, I’m losing time, And losing air.
No implications, Did I notice at the time, Only the key strokes.
Whenever I’m alone, I stay smiling, Counting the stitches sewn, On 100 thread count sheets, Wishing for rain,
The warmth of my tea, How lovely at six a.m. Oh! The little things.
‘We’re the same’, Teetering on edges of lines, I ca… And you say again ‘we are the same… Conflating words, Of an honest one,
She melds into the rhythm, listening for a heartbeat, escaping into the fumes, her thoughts incomplete. She escaped through the cracks,
Last Night. Was the first night I had a thous… Perforating with tender thoughts i… Last Night. Was the the first night, in my lif…
You never loved me, Only the taste of my name, As it lingered on your slithering… Falling out, dripping, With poisons of promises,
I’m always enamored with, Short periods of time, With fantasies of, Your hand in mine.
I feel like I could vomit tears, But that wouldn’t suffice, For amount of years together, Exactly twice, I have no idea...
The language of love flowed freely… Through the rivers of our veins, During the summer we discovered ma… And razors edges. We used the torn corners,
Can I just have slow sex, Long talks, Lengthy poems, And everyday walks.... Can I have running through the wo…
Tried to meditate, too many different people, are inside my head.
