I do not crave
for any remnants of the past
that might've pervaded my soul
no I do not crave
to feel your touch
slivering under the cells
of my skin
where they mitotically
divide and replicate
where they separate into
thin matter and disperse
no I do not want any
essence or ounce of you
permeating into my bare soul
forever and never more
- farewell.
YOU ARE READING
SHITTY LOVE SONNETS / flashpoetry
PoetryIt was only in the chaos, I was able to cultivate my wings and alas, take flight. ------------------------ flash, emotive poetry - words of mine, to all the boys I've loved before, but also to myself. started : summer 2019
