your eyes like coffee cups,
dilated, black and startled
like a doe in headlights
you knew how you looked,
you knew it turned me on.
just another catholic girl
holding out her tongue
the dull blade in her mouth
i cut our names into trees
ending life as we know it.
our love is so pure, i know
because i wasn't looking.
i'd fed myself to scavengers
before, let them strip me to
the bone and get they'd still
tell me that i owed them.
i'm texting you for hours,
but i don't mind, it's rare
you find somebody as
fucked up as yourself.
i need you here, my life
is in two pieces of one.
nothing blunts a knife
quite like paper,
your skin like milk.
you like girls who play with knives
destruction as an art form, kissing
your wounds, as you'd kiss mine.
tender, warm and sanguine, red
as your lipstick, staining the bruises.
YOU ARE READING
you, and my materials.
Poesíagive me a few moments of your time so that i can dress you up in poetry give me your eyes, see the world through mine i beg you to be gentle, please have empathy this is your world, on the floor, by the bed like laundry, pick me up and use me. s...
