[ nasty nasty nasty ]
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it should've been the dead snakes in your nostrils
that told me of your deceit.
the dirt on your boots
and leather seats
that told me i wasn't your
first soulmate.
that girl in the front now
dripping in molasses
and lollipop dust
with fingers around your
skin unburnt
all tied up pretty in a bow.
you can't see me
in the backseat
getting carsick
and hazy.
i should have opened the door
and rolled out onto the
naked desert road
long before i let you take the wheel and steer us into oblivion.
why didn't i see your snake eyes sooner.
YOU ARE READING
rolling in our graves
Historia Corta"backseat driver, baby. i ain't letting go." his eyes were papercut in the limelight, but she wasn't about to let that gaze fade. she laughed, "then it's gonna be one hell of a drive."
