“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
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