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I've got to escape my own aptitudes,
the ones that display my aloof
markings that are marbled in to my apricot skinwhere
neither extreme is fami..
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I got stoned in my bedroom listening
to, 'The End of the World' by Skeeter Davis and repeatedly applied
chilled eye drops to keep my comfort avail..
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I'd tuck myself in up to the chin and
turn up my edgesto sooth your disapproval of me.Said you'd keep
me foreverif I weren't unbearable like a scoop..
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too choppy
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I confess, I am a woman of my own
volition.He's been letting me spit in his mouth, wide open.He
came and I was in the wind that brought him.I've b..
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I've been atop a body marked
'unlovable', stared down the font on his belly.I've scaled a body and gyrated across the plane of his height.I put on a ..
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I'm always chilled and trembling
till the coffee warms me up, chug it so hot tillI take my clothes off.Black and bitter, it hits my tongue, soft and ..
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The people who tell you that you
have a soft body are the same ones that'll harden your heart.Romance
is for distraught wanderers who have failed to..
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the first piece in a 20 piece collection I am writing over the summer, to be finished in September.
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I don't look at myselfit's too toward the success and advice I never takelike I used toI'd been beautiful around Donald by a brick wall, my eyes spark..
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