i can't trust a man
whose teeth hide
beneath his skin
frowning before
his own lungs
maybe i'm just
touchy
stay there,
try to smile,
let me slip
away into
it all
YOU ARE READING
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Poetryi just want to feel okay again. poems written circa 2017-2020. what a wacky time to exist. if a lot of these seem unhinged it's probably because most of them were written while i was in a very abusive relationship. tw for occasional themes of addict...
