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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"oh, the need of a wound
for another wound
for company." I'm crying this hurt😭😭😭
“that love would grow into your sore mouth
like a milky tooth- this baby keeps biting
with no teeth.” oh my god WOW