Solo cup,
solo under the table;
you're sticky with lip
gloss and smoke-fogged
kisses. Memories are dying
in your slowly crystallizing
rum and coke; who will put
roses on the rose's grave?
~
Tampered
condom
pinprick
pooling
life and
lessons
learned,
breathe deep
the smell of
seventeen
and mornings
with Pacific
lapping at
your shoes;
un tranche de
vie that I gorge
upon.
~
I kept telling my
dad that he is
the reason, he
is the reason,
he is the reason
that he is alone.
solo under the table;
you're sticky with lip
gloss and smoke-fogged
kisses. Memories are dying
in your slowly crystallizing
rum and coke; who will put
roses on the rose's grave?
~
Tampered
condom
pinprick
pooling
life and
lessons
learned,
breathe deep
the smell of
seventeen
and mornings
with Pacific
lapping at
your shoes;
un tranche de
vie that I gorge
upon.
~
I kept telling my
dad that he is
the reason, he
is the reason,
he is the reason
that he is alone.
