Drugstore Perfume [Poetry]

(love) letter

(love) letter

march16twenty20

oh, darling - didn't you know it's easier to write when the letters are simply addressed to you? I'll always know who they are, but the lines outside get blurrier..

don't worry - even should the glass fall and break I would never shed a tear, never fall asleep. for all the gods' promises lay broken splinters at my feet, 911 and so I weep.

you first, those puddles of people of yellow and green. thought I thought I loved you, isn't it obscene? you girls of softness, dazzle rose - you happy flowers, the wind still blows.

second, mindbreaker, heartbreaker - all the same and we barely even touched. you taste of staleness, sour true. the thought of you is bitter, but I still do (would).

interlude. recent technological advances have allowed for some fatal chance to attempt violence. simple word, simple curse. still lacking all the words to say, still lacking -

blue, you. it sickens me to hang on still, to further cut and pry. it turns me red, oh why must this heart still try? pieces will stay left and broken, so really it's all fine. but one piece is still missing from the whole, one piece still drags my body back, one piece chains me down-

you're still everywhere, bleeding from my pores. I am so diseased, carrying dead love's such a chore.

the words are healing... they've started, healing.....