purge

tylerintheclouds

purge

 

imported his love from you

adopted your mannerisms

it’s so hard to kiss him when his lips have your dried skin

peel it off like it’s citrus

too acidic i could watch this all melt

and then hang you up on the coat stand as you watch our life unfold

 

your stench still lingers in the summer

and i’m trying to enjoy my afternoon tea

whilst he’s fishing through pond water

seperating tadpoles from their familes like i taught him

i blame you on the moss

i let it cover up and i won’t compromise as long as i’m enough for him

 

and when he wakes of bad dreams i call them night terrors

i make him unlearn the worst and place the term forever in me

whilst you hang beside the dog collar and his favourite black scarf

i perfume the house 8 times a month until he finally forgets

  • Author: tyler wyatt (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 25th, 2022 20:59
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • L. B. Mek

    agree
    we've gotta fight for what we want,
    thanks for sharing

  • arqios

    It's like having furry pets inside the home!



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