i. PUNCH-

Holes in the walls; you sit there watching my face. I don't know what you want. Tears VS. a smile so I whimper instead…and your heart makes a fist and it bruises my brain; there's a new hole in your wall. There's a new hole in my head.

ii. PUNCTUATE-

I've written you letters, but you'll never see them. They're deep inside. (They're deep.) Punctuated with bruises and scar tissues, addressed to you in swooping tendrils of letters. Strings of words tied together and signed; know your name and spell it well.

iii. PUNCTURE-

Your lung with a thought; bullets from my mind to your chest. I WANT TO FUCKING HURT YOU… bruise your face, sit back and watch you cry with your blood on MY fist. Play nice for baby and maybe I'll see you in hell.