scathing scathing scathing
how was i supposed to know her teeth were as sharp as swiss knives why doesn't she
plunge into the starless river and remains underwater 'til
blood comes running from my wounds
scathed she is.
she isn't though and this isn't real i made this up
my girl wakes always and only when the moon rises before the sun
(my girl is the sun. she isn't real.)
YOU ARE READING
why do i find my time of death in her mouth
Poesieshe bathes in purple moonlight at 9 am.