Friday, March 3, 2017

it's like
someone pulled the carpet out from me except 
the floor is also made of carpet.
i string together 12 of my babyteeth and call it 
a necklace, promise it'll keep you safe
and i nest in the spaces between your
baby, every single step, you're gonna
take me

everything tastes like a starburst, tastes like blue raspberry
slushies and old books and it's all
filled with so many 
goddamn honeybees
and goddamn popsicles
and goddamn fireworks
and goddamn riverways
and other things 
that keep me up at night, 
you keep me up at night.

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