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Chistled bones
Scratch your poetry
into my bones
if I bleed,
whisper sweet nothings
until I'm rendered comatose
Because you know
i'll cradle you anyway
How many fucks do
I have to give
before you hear my bleeding
throat scream your
name...?
I never diid...
I am a microcosm
of opinions
I am
the universe
in your palms
But I'm not your universe
Please,
come back to the
girl you never really knew
you'll never really know.
Sing to me,
recite all the
poetry you like
I will...
listen
I tell you i've
never been outside my
dad's town
I don't know where you live
a quick search reveals South East
Set your sun
upon my spine
massage nothing but breath
into my skin
Years after we
first made contact
Consensual
not sexual,
the only thing you'd
rape is my heart and
my mind.
I'd tell my mother
what side of the
political spectrum
you sit on
(but I won't tell her
I began to fall)
& I will tell her
we discussed tea
and cigarettes
without ever talking sex.
You will be the only man
close to my age that
will never ask me for nudes,
and I will bow at your alter for this
-------- She will ask
what you study and
what your job is-----
"A master's,
he's doing a master's
and he works, too."
I will take a sip of my coffee
and tell her I am scared for you
scared you won't be
around for much longer
the sands of time catch up
with all of us...
Explosives
Bombs
Hell
Home
^^ all the
reasons why I
am terrified.
Please,
stay awhile longer
let me read you
poetry and sing
your favourite songs...
I know your favourite song...
it is the nightingale on my shoulder
while you're away.
"You should visit"
"I can't
..."
everything rests on
'don'ts' and 'can'ts' and 'won'ts'
I am
a paradigm of
hell
I don't want
to pollute... you....
into my bones
if I bleed,
whisper sweet nothings
until I'm rendered comatose
Because you know
i'll cradle you anyway
How many fucks do
I have to give
before you hear my bleeding
throat scream your
name...?
I never diid...
I am a microcosm
of opinions
I am
the universe
in your palms
But I'm not your universe
Please,
come back to the
girl you never really knew
you'll never really know.
Sing to me,
recite all the
poetry you like
I will...
listen
I tell you i've
never been outside my
dad's town
I don't know where you live
a quick search reveals South East
Set your sun
upon my spine
massage nothing but breath
into my skin
Years after we
first made contact
Consensual
not sexual,
the only thing you'd
rape is my heart and
my mind.
I'd tell my mother
what side of the
political spectrum
you sit on
(but I won't tell her
I began to fall)
& I will tell her
we discussed tea
and cigarettes
without ever talking sex.
You will be the only man
close to my age that
will never ask me for nudes,
and I will bow at your alter for this
-------- She will ask
what you study and
what your job is-----
"A master's,
he's doing a master's
and he works, too."
I will take a sip of my coffee
and tell her I am scared for you
scared you won't be
around for much longer
the sands of time catch up
with all of us...
Explosives
Bombs
Hell
Home
^^ all the
reasons why I
am terrified.
Please,
stay awhile longer
let me read you
poetry and sing
your favourite songs...
I know your favourite song...
it is the nightingale on my shoulder
while you're away.
"You should visit"
"I can't
..."
everything rests on
'don'ts' and 'can'ts' and 'won'ts'
I am
a paradigm of
hell
I don't want
to pollute... you....
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