there is strawberry jam
running down my arms,
coating my hands in sick sugar,
I watch it
trickle down the
porcelain sink.
it stains the innocent.
YOU ARE READING
enigmatic
Poetryen·ig·mat·ic /ˌenəɡˈmadik/ adjective difficult to interpret or understand; mysterious. Just a collection of my shitty writing I like to call poetry. How unfortunate. (I am also rather edgy and depressed here so tw for some people but I promise I'm a...
