(6)teen

was a kerosene silhouette

carved in(to) charred cigarette sticks

(.and) combat boots

with kicks

&&

the match she lit (kissed)

sends (un)holy redemption oozing

down her barbed wire entwined

spine.

…….

(6)teen

was(not) so lonely, honey

but innocence only comes once

(onceuponatime...)

&&

in the pink(black)soft(savage) fairytale

she wears(out) in her shredded lip

once upon a time is…

glass dolls in g l a s s cases

she only () used to

kiss.

…….

(6)teen

was the () familiar way he

smeared her lipsti(n)ck and

called her (a)beautiful(lullaby)

but

(so)he said ‘I killed a man today’

Oh, por favor, was it(not) for her?

&&

It was the () familiar way the

Tears blistered her cheeks that

Saved(shattered)caressed(tattered) his

Second guess.

…….

(6)teen

was .d binkies with

itty(so).redpurplegreen

.and. she feels (so)good(again)

Dancing(dying) in the (in)visible scene

&&

she never love(s)d being non(exist)ent

void(stuck)stoic()

As as she does

now…

..wants.

you to shut your (fucking)

mouth.

…….

(6)teen

was (lost) rain

only shoved in(to) purple pills again…

For once she feels no pain

(numbandslain…)

you only want the gun

against her skull to remind her

Of your (wax)reality

&&

she

(…)

what it must feel like

to be

you.

……..

…….

…….

Inspired by Mos’s poem 16 Summers Gone