you are toothache and chewed up spat out sugar
you are headphones blasting fast rock but one side isn't working
you are an injection at the doctors that is meant to STOP it hurting
a big pile of washing up that i keep adding to
and the pile of dead lighters that i haven't thrown away
you are every stressful meeting where i didn't get my say
you are an old razor that was once too sharp and cut me but now won't do it's job
you are crumbs in the bed from that one time we had biscuits
we had gingernuts
nothing better than a gingernut in bed, i said
as i twisted my finger around my ginger hair
you are the holes in my fishnets -
rip more.
you are my newest tattoo,
my newest bruise
a handprint on my thigh
a scuff on my knees
you are holding my hand too tightly
you are holding my hand too tightly
and suddenly, after everything
after every chewed up, spat out, swallowed, burnt, cut, gingernut in bed
you let me go
