I think we need
To take a breath
From each other’s lungs
And taste stale carbon!
Your lips are puffy, filled with…
Filled with sticky honey
Irreverent blues, suffocating beauty
Clap until your smile winces into a
Shoddy stem of a wanting petal
You should be abandoned,
You should feel true desperation
Gasping, gasping, gasping for just a
Tolerable state of mind
Never perfect, but angrily silent.
I can’t taste it.
Take this truth,
Swallow it!
I’m swallowing it,
Pain feels like remorse, right?
Shake that hand between the sheets until
You sense no sense of sense.
Ugly, ugly truths
Get swallowed so easily now,
Right?
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