i'm hungry and
vegetables started tasting
like food again and
sugar tastes like a drug
and i put off getting high
to put off the hunger
a little longer
but the ache in my body is fresh and
you're not here to ease it
i wake up like a watered plant
and dehydrate
wither
by nighttime
and sleeping naked
has never felt this good.
wrapped in sheets,
almost comfort.
YOU ARE READING
Everything left to complain about (stopped) (go read my other poem book)
ŞiirPoems and strings of words that don't qualify as poems, from all four years of high school until the summer after freshman year of college. My recent works and anything I continue to write can be found in my new poem book, "Open your hands and say s...
