observation
#Anxiety #Cigarette #JenJenay #Short #Smoke
The warmth of my tea, How lovely at six a.m. Oh! The little things.
Despite the rips in between the se… I can’t escape my bones, I can’t fight the dreams, So I wait but, I can’t manage to speak,
I’m always enamored with, Short periods of time, With fantasies of, Your hand in mine.
Stumbling over words, Like a child stumbles over shoe la… Left undone. Every word I want to say, Left undone.
Whenever I’m alone, I stay smiling, Counting the stitches sewn, On 100 thread count sheets, Wishing for rain,
Carefully and slowly, I unfold myself from inside, Dark and lowly, I swallow my pride, I let her out,
Tried to meditate, too many different people, are inside my head.
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…
Can I just have slow sex, Long talks, Lengthy poems, And everyday walks.... Can I have running through the wo…
You never loved me, Only the taste of my name, As it lingered on your slithering… Falling out, dripping, With poisons of promises,
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,
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…
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,
No implications, Did I notice at the time, Only the key strokes.
It feels much less like a kick in… but a slap in the face, I would say ‘fuck it’, but it wouldn’t adequately represe… that was lacked in,
