you’ve snorted coke more often than you have loved me

which was once, in your head, when you thought that at some point you still would // a poem

you’ve probably snorted coke more often

than you have loved me-

which was once,

in your head,

when you thought that at some point

you still would

that love would grow into your sore mouth

like a milky tooth- this baby keeps biting

with no teeth.

hungry, hungry,

you draw blood from scars

i showed you exactly where to find

on me.

oh, the need of a wound

for another wound

for company.

i am not devoured/ i am sucked dry

you kiss the bottle’s neck

and mine, and i tell myself it is love

but i am as much bottle/

as i am fake warmth/

as i am/

empty.

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