It was just like my dream but with the wrong boy.
knock out
Sometimes I picture myself just standing behind your teeth. Knock knock. A rap on your insisor to ask you to open up. Maybe if you were feeling generous, you’d let me have a peek at the world outside. Marvel and praise like you’d expect. You’d hear and acknowledge me a little and then you’d gently nudge me back in with a finger. Back in blackout.
…
wrinkles
All that joy and happiness has left you with a face of wrinkles.
inpsalmnia no.13
She’s struggling against my hold on her. She’s just as strong — we’re evenly matched but I’m on top, holding her back. She’s looking right back at me, wide-eyed, nervous, searching for any hint about what I’m going to do to her. But this poor girl can’t even look at me straight. I could see that slight tilt of her face, as if she could avoid any of this. All too familiar. She fights harder and manages to pull her right arm out from my left. (Eyes fixed on the blade,) she sweeps her bangs back over her eye and she relaxes her body. Relinquishment. We smile at each other. What a perfect reflection.
prequel to nostrum
I screwed up badly yet still, he strokes my hair in the morning.
he offered her a nostrum [inpsalmnia no.12]
I’m all kinds of sick. Homesick, love sick, and maybe a little sick in the head. No cure-all for my aches but this sleeping boy laying next to me might be the perfect placebo.
4:37 AM [inpsalmnia no.10]
she kept feeling
around the box
the chat box
to see if she could
find the adaptor
a foible
but this boy
would only leave her
tomorrow
at 4:37AM
love in hate
Your love and hate is this, I now prove to you: you love in hate, by hate to make me love you.
husk [inpsalmnia no. 4]
you are an insect.
you feed, you writhe, you feed some more.
you evolve, you change.
you can become more beautiful than you have ever been.
but remember, you are only a disgusting insect.
freethinking [inpsalmnia no. 3]
but I still want to know
if I’m spinning at the same direction and speed as the earth, does my world cease to spin?
and if I’m moving faster than the wind is moving against me, can I say it’s windy?
my eyes are tearing up
it’s getting hard to breathe
but I still wonder
what will hit the ground first?