Cold Eyes

“I’m so sick of being attached to people who obviously don’t give a fuck about me”
 
 
But you didn’t bother to correct me Cold Eyes choking me by the smoke of your cigarette that i pretend i don’t mind

 
And then i was gone in the labyrinth of my ribcage  
chewing on the bars ripping out innards ravenous abandonment  
rejection throwing haphazard bones onto your living room floor  
The child i was feraled from her dwelling  
A heathen cured in bile the parasite leaching her way into control
Retching all the way up my throat to the bar lights deadlights
 
 
And then we were back sans esophagus
 
 
 
 
The cigarette she bummed scorpioned my lungs
And i pretend i don’t mind and Cold Eyes says —