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A femme fatale in a killer trench of cosmic nectar / body blooms with sensation pink echinaceas / lick me off like fingertips doused in honey and cream / I want to be your grotto of sizzle your memento mori
Unexpected. Heart rate increases. Stomach knots. Chills. Soft breaths. Find a place where no one else is in. Crying. Vomit in the sink. Center yourself. It finally leaves you in postpartum. Now, quick wash your face and smile.
You wrote me love poems on the back of my knees. I used to memorize them like I had to recite it in front of a crowd for a nickel and dime. We would say I love you almost every day. Even when bees buzzed inside your mouth.Now you watch me on baby.com fingering myself. Come on baby, let me tell you, I love you one more time. Say your name over and over.
I wrote a poem called 7hrs , 15 years ago / it's about how I make you slowly go insane /and admit it/ say my fucking name/ it was two weeks after our vegas trip/ Do you know I wanted to tell someone but all I could see is them saying i was a liar / because how could you /and the police would say i was doing out of anger or I had imagined your hot alcoholic breath on my neck and when you had your knee on my inner thigh / when i processed what happened/ For a while/ I just created it as a nightmare with my eyes opened /put it in a box and threw it in the lake /where all the dead fish floated to the surface /and the lake turned red from the bleeding trees/ felt my heartbeat in my ears / I left the plate on the table for two weeks it was spring/ so the ants swarmed it/ you talked like nothing happened / told me I was fun but you wanted to be single /The first time I had sex with someone /afterwards /I locked myself in the bathroom and cried/ I got put on Lexapro and then lithium/ used sex like a weapon / that spit dripped my name in the back of their throats / Dropped out of school/ found my body on the floor /moved 7 hours away / into a semi-finished basement of my parents house / stayed silent / had painc attacks and racing heartbeats while i finished college/ (swallowed my blood) /Got a job/ moved into my own apartment/went to brunches / got off of antidepressants / (swallowed my tongue) /went on vacations/ fell in and out of love/( swallowed my name) / found myself /I never forgot you but you were further from my mind until one day I saw your picture on tinder.
Coochie ( a bedtime story) production. It was romantic when the ceiling was no longer there but a night sky of alien superstars throwing condoms like confetti. Jupiter 4 moons spitting off the edge of the world. Nudes in the pool and a black bathing suit on the ladder. Fingertips interlocking. I taste like cherry flavored funk with a princess diana. The stero driver beating in the rhythm of my heartbeat. I am the woman that loves you but I'm static noise to you but it doesn't matter we might be dead by tomorrow.