Thinking of You

Pluck my hair
                        as if it were wild weeds
                        overgrown on my scalp.

Carve a slit

between my pecs,

            rip my chest apart

                        and watch my heart

                        drop onto your feet.

Play with it

            like a football,

                        kick it around

                        until it’s bruised

                        & bloodless.

Shove acid

            down my throat,

                        watch my mouth foam

                        & my body convulse.

These are the only ways
I’ll stop thinking of you.

A list of my featured works is found in Publications, including my full-length collection, Welcome to the Sombre Days (2018).

First published by Royal Rose Magazine.

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