|your words are scattered on my floor
Author: the ashtray girl PM
dumped me like a pile of pears, all bruised and oozing.Rated: Fiction T - English - Words: 184 - Reviews: 1 - Favs: 1 - Published: 05-20-11 - id: 2916513
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your words are scattered on my floor.
picking them up, the world shrinks,
i'm trying to re-arrange them,
ease the pain,
mix your message
and convince myself this is a
but your nouns are stubborn
and they're burning my fingertips.
the mattress shrugs, knowing what comes next.
ocean irises crack and release waves of
staining the sheets,
waking the walls.
blood running thick with
the cold air is a needed kiss-
from the frigid thought tumbling around:
another quick breath
through my nose
the itch satisfied,
powder dissolved in the cavity
a hazy world.
the basement's most wanted
provides the southern comfort
needed to put those carpeted words
between my lips
and relay them for buzzing ears
and then he-
this warped little mind
takes a smoke break,
leaving the other organs to try and remember
why i started crying
when and where
03 10 11 - i don't remember writing this.