“I’m like Icarus whose wings melted before he could fuck the sun”

I try to tie a cherry stem with my tongue

I pull the skin across my teeth and spit out two stones

With two mouths, two lives abnegated, full of so much juice

I look up and worship the moon because it’s a shield against my guilt

Most things move on their own

I’m trying to be careful of my xo, my predilection to draw close to everyone

When I look in the mirror I don’t see us, though I know we’re in there

A naked doll as smooth as a dolphin

The drug I’m looking for doesn’t really exist

Or would be a devolution

I extend my hands, they seem as alien as wings

I cruise across the microscopic surface of a strawberry

I need to find a place to rest my eyes for a minute

I fret about the sins of the father stretching back, this line

a restlessness, this lack of attention

I suck in my stomach and pull up our skirt

The only time I pray is when I’m wasting your time

Powered by Froala Editor

Powered by Froala Editor

Powered by Froala Editor