Can I just have slow sex, Long talks, Lengthy poems, And everyday walks.... Can I have running through the wo…
Stumbling over words, Like a child stumbles over shoe la… Left undone. Every word I want to say, Left undone.
The warmth of my tea, How lovely at six a.m. Oh! The little things.
You collect calluses, Like precious gems, Revering their form, Keeping them close, And if it wasn’t for me,
“You’re trapped.” He explains, My body is bare, I’m losing time, And losing air.
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,
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…
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…
under florescents, the cigarette butts are like confe… glittering the sidewalk, with anxiety.
You never loved me, Only the taste of my name, As it lingered on your slithering… Falling out, dripping, With poisons of promises,
I feel like I could vomit tears, But that wouldn’t suffice, For amount of years together, Exactly twice, I have no idea...
‘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,
Whenever I’m alone, I stay smiling, Counting the stitches sewn, On 100 thread count sheets, Wishing for rain,
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…
