(ch-ch-ch-choke me)

it gets me hotunderthecollar to feel your hands around my throat

they're colder than melted ice & my lips

are blue from all this snow & rain & lack-of-air in this space,

full of hot blood and paint fumes from

all the makeup melting off my face

with every stifled breath you take, breathe

for me,

rub it in that,

with you here,

i can't.