is like not
cleaning the dirt
from under my nails.
its something i want
to do
but resist doing
because
lately
on most days
i think dirty is better.
but in the end,
i scrape the dirt.
i scrape it all away
until the half-moons
on my smooth nails
glow like the sweat on
your upper lip
when i caught you
in the dark
like a jackal
teeth bared
in the whitenesss
of a lie you won't escape.
don't
you
worry,
darling...
only
your soul
will
suffer
from
the weight
of your
fading shadow.
4 comments:
i think this is good, i think
haha thanks andrew. i feel the same way. its good? i think.
us brosephine dennis and carla or just carla? youre making good shit lately
it was never dennis and carla. this account has always been mine. is that what you meant? i wrote it. but thank you!
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