found draft

half moon
half sky
half night
half light.

smoking my lungs dry

finished, not so.

No smooth lines in my bed.
In my head,
collections of pictures i stole from your face.
I do not own, a single eye lash
the way i like, what i like.
You gently tear them
and they fall like butterflies
onto my stomach.
That noise, those noises
talking to you.

We're a stream of permanence,


I can't commit,
to..anything.

6 am

Stiff fingers
'Imperfections and flaws'
you're flawless to me
Dry airwaves
Coughs and cups of tea


The sound of you living kept me awake
now i'm too tired to sleep....

Baby, you aren't mine.

Sink your teeth in and swallow me

i no longer taste the same.

this is, this.

Cold morning
soft thighs, weak legs.
Bloody sheets, i guess flowers bleed.
Dreams of kisses and self pleasure,
thoughts of nothing else.
Moments devour the rain, i'm indefinitely soaked.

Knocking back small cures,
today i'll buy a waterproof, and sing into the rain.