June 8

i always knew you were ice and i held on too tight now you’re melting through my fingers think of me when you undress in front of the mirror drinking rainwater from the hole in your chest drive three hours to sit upon rocks with the same name as me drop grey rocks onto bigger grey rocks so they burst open you came to me with rain on your eyelashes and biddybids on your socks i gather your limbs and sticky skin we lay on the lace cloud above the grey mountain you swallow me i am holding your organs i won’t let them touch the sides i’ll lick my bloody fingers i wish i never let you cry on me and drop tears into my mouth write on my breast in blue ballpoint pen pockets of soil and worms and carrots cut like roses you cannot touch me i am in another universe

i always knew you were ice and i held on too tight now you’re melting through my fingers think of me when you undress in front of the mirror drinking rainwater from the hole in your chest drive three hours to sit upon rocks with the same name as me drop grey rocks onto bigger grey rocks so they burst open you came to me with rain on your eyelashes and biddybids on your socks i gather your limbs and sticky skin we lay on the lace cloud above the grey mountain you swallow me i am holding your organs i won’t let them touch the sides i’ll lick my bloody fingers i wish i never let you cry on me and drop tears into my mouth write on my breast in blue ballpoint pen pockets of soil and worms and carrots cut like roses you cannot touch me i am in another universe

i always knew you were ice and i held on too tight now you’re melting through my fingers think of me when you undress in front of the mirror drinking rainwater from the hole in your chest drive three hours to sit upon rocks with the same name as me drop grey rocks onto bigger grey rocks so they burst open you came to me with rain on your eyelashes and biddybids on your socks i gather your limbs and sticky skin we lay on the lace cloud above the grey mountain you swallow me i am holding your organs i won’t let them touch the sides i’ll lick my bloody fingers i wish i never let you cry on me and drop tears into my mouth write on my breast in blue ballpoint pen pockets of soil and worms and carrots cut like roses you cannot touch me i am in another universe

i always knew you were ice and i held on too tight now you’re melting through my fingers think of me when you undress in front of the mirror drinking rainwater from the hole in your chest drive three hours to sit upon rocks with the same name as me drop grey rocks onto bigger grey rocks so they burst open you came to me with rain on your eyelashes and biddybids on your socks i gather your limbs and sticky skin we lay on the lace cloud above the grey mountain you swallow me i am holding your organs i won’t let them touch the sides i’ll lick my bloody fingers i wish i never let you cry on me and drop tears into my mouth write on my breast in blue ballpoint pen pockets of soil and worms and carrots cut like roses you cannot touch me i am in another universe

i always knew you were ice and i held on too tight now you’re melting through my fingers think of me when you undress in front of the mirror drinking rainwater from the hole in your chest drive three hours to sit upon rocks with the same name as me drop grey rocks onto bigger grey rocks so they burst open you came to me with rain on your eyelashes and biddybids on your socks i gather your limbs and sticky skin we lay on the lace cloud above the grey mountain you swallow me i am holding your organs i won’t let them touch the sides i’ll lick my bloody fingers i wish i never let you cry on me and drop tears into my mouth write on my breast in blue ballpoint pen pockets of soil and worms and carrots cut like roses you cannot touch me i am in another universe

i always knew you were ice and i held on too tight now you’re melting through my fingers think of me when you undress in front of the mirror drinking rainwater from the hole in your chest drive three hours to sit upon rocks with the same name as me drop grey rocks onto bigger grey rocks so they burst open you came to me with rain on your eyelashes and biddybids on your socks i gather your limbs and sticky skin we lay on the lace cloud above the grey mountain you swallow me i am holding your organs i won’t let them touch the sides i’ll lick my bloody fingers i wish i never let you cry on me and drop tears into my mouth write on my breast in blue ballpoint pen pockets of soil and worms and carrots cut like roses you cannot touch me i am in another universe

June 8
meet me here at ten this evening...