Looking past the countless times I've eaten bits away from you
I ask you: see my beauty for abandoning my duty-
I want you; the loved one who buys me planets to rest on;
I need you to believe in me and stay delicious forever
Continue to suck chunks of salt from my fingers and call me "giving girl"-
Stay fresh despite the toxic wind tonight,
Spin me, hopeless, into a whirl
Tornado my influences away
And let me take another bite of whatever you've been today.
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Poetry
PoetryThis is a select few of the poems I've written over the past two years or so. They're not the best and the rhythms are all messed up. But you know idc about that anymore so Enjoy my endless train of thoughts.
