i told myself that i would dig entire graveyards in your thighs for all those mermaids that loved you
instead i have nothing to say so i fill my lips with blunt fingernails. they are bitter pills behind my teeth ......................................
you used to peel the labels off beer bottles while i, would drop skittles into my guinness and watch them fizz out. it excited you, you used to say. and though i know the urban legend your label peeling didn't mean a thing. i knew that cuz every night since the first you leave satisfied and i fall asleep with a grin. ..................................
our wayless walk our violent talk hands curling into eachother's