About Last Night
I
We get drunk to say the things our brains think
But our mouths do not let speak
Secret longings and desires pour from our lips like marbles
Splashing waves into poison filled cups
Filling our hollows with an artificial intimacy
Suffocating our loneliness through entangled bodies
And in the stained sheets of a stranger
I kissed the taste of beer from your tongue
II
I wonder if you think of my bare skin pressing against yours
Or my lips tracing the outline of your jaw
I wonder if you feel that thin strand of wire tethering us together
And think about tugging it closer
III
I hate to think that the thought of your fingers
Tracing the curve of my exposed spine
Tracing the curve of my exposed spine
Doesn’t keep you awake at night
Because it’s two in the morning
And my window is the only one that still has the lights on.
IV
I know I said this will only last the night
But then tell me why it is already tomorrow morning
And I am trying to find you in the lingering scent on my pillow
V
I think it was just because you were a nearby warm mass of breathing flesh
I could have torn through your muscles
And embed inside my frail bones instead of yours
And embed inside my frail bones instead of yours
Gouged out the organs from your body and replaced them with someone else's
Wielding my unveiled layers of bruised skin as a weapon
I never meant for your hands to be stained with my own deliberate blood shed
I tell myself we were nothing but two intoxicated carcases
Marionettes entangled on my now immoral sheets
But as my lungs stung with each inhale of smoke
I watched a room full of strings tug on the limp dancing limbs of strangers
While the knots untied around your wrists and slowly fell to the floor
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