the clean house fantasy

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take my heart and cover it in saran wrap
i am red in a kitchen sink with
blender veins and haemoglobin
thoughts
we're scraping whites
like ceiling plaster
and when we add it to the red and yellow sunset mix
it's like watching the stars flake
own your pain with a carton of milk that's been lying in the fridge for four months
drown your sorrows
(like you let my head go under
like you let me drown
while we were still trying to learn how to swim in a village pond)
pour out the calcium let it douse everything
like gasoline, except it isn't
let panic-shaped deadlines slip right through your alimentary canal
let flight tickets scoop the inside of your twisted cerebellum
show me shapes
salary cheques
cloughs along your waistline
and home
sift through the fast-quickening pace of tomorrow's eve
tell me sin-o'-man
(cinnamon)
why isn't your sunday supper pie still not in the oven
scrape the yogurt right out of the can or the tin
remove the aluminium foil and turn it inside out
it's now, in chunks
you're thinking of roadtrips and twin brothers and how
your bestfriend was called jeff
how you haven't spoken to him in three summers
your stomach sinks it's like losing
your wisdom teeth
all over again
you're lucky to feel this
to slip some benadryl right into the stuff
or not or vodka
there's a tub of old cherry flavored lip gloss lying around somewhere
i drag it across my lips but what's the point who will kiss me anyway
now there's an itch in
your throat and blisters down your
arms
you told them to call you cyanide
you choke down your smoothie and cackle
now you're thinking self-destruct
no eggshell deaths to be had here
see, there are things kids like us shouldn't do
we've already done all of them

-- i have a dog named cat and a cat named dog
































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