"   "

You are in denial
Of what jumping off bridges
Really is.
Just.


Icy skin
Icy lips
blue lips
   blue tips
tulips
two
     lips

Choking back hatred
Choking and -
Choking back
Choke. On.
the words
the tears
the vomit
Choke

small hands hold a blanket
small feet walk the wood floor

wood?
who's got a match
well

she's got a gallon of
           gasoline

she's got a rage
     craving revenge

terrified     crippled
gripping on to
whimpering fears that
fake flowering,
concealing ripening fears that
rise as smoke onto mouths
making moves
meditating
onto winds
withering in need
for redemption
to get the fuck out of this line
you've been waiting in
for six
       - teen  years

Wearing pity like a coat
Hatred as a scarf
Hostility as a hat
Well,
It is cold out there.