Category: poésie

flowers envied my softness,
rainfall craved my unadulterated cleanliness

monopolized legality circling my bloodied water, rows of teeth nipping at my heavy fingertips.

swimming through blue towers
seaweed tied our limbs together

don’t wash my sinful feet
id rather dig them in wild grass and worldliness

post-sacellum sin oozing from green eyes

and what a beautiful existence we’ll be,
size zero, a featherweight,
i thought to myself

maybe bows will heal the foursquare scrapes
etched into my conscious and they’ll offer me an
untainted religion