Head twisted in an
upside down grin
below chin
crumbled under my skin
nails in palms
of apricot talks
now
impossible looking
HIM
the face of bitter
went wrong
two silent keepers
dying
am I
us?
the reckless
young ones
kissed by gin late nights
broke my chest
stringscapes deep
in a promise
never kept
forgiving
wet puddles in my eyes
now how it was meant
you made me feel
like nothing
sipping on my wine
wishing the time
was stale
when it is
too late.
