your Audrey Hepburn beautiful (& marilyn monroe cracked)
with a chap stick stained cigarette between your scraped up fingers,
and johnny cash is singing you songs while you pop four valium and drink
light blue kool-aide, your words are glittery and painted with pastels & sharpies
& your smile stretches around too-white teeth while you sip a bleach&vodka chaser
that follows a whiskey triple shot (your dress slides down your thighs, scarred and bruised from your drunken stumbles through the woods at midnight) & your
audrey hepburn beautiful (but yourohso marilyn monroe cracked) & you leave
five lines of poetry on every neck your lips crash into (you butterfly smile fragile &
glamorous) & they leave traces of purple acid trips on your lips.