Pretty Boys Are Poisonous: Poems

by Megan Fox

and when he walks away with your soul in his mouth you will pray for death but instead you will live forever as the monster he turned you into

if romeo and juliet had lived long enough maybe they too would have gotten to the point where romeo was so numb to her that he would rather read twitter in bed than fuck… because there’s always tomorrow for that or maybe the next day… or the next… i dunno he’s just so busy now i still imagine she kills herself in the end though only he doesn’t follow he just signs up for raya instead • i would die for y— oh, j/k lol

how many times have you watched me die and still you don’t realize that you are the reaper

siphoning my breath to fill your lungs

why do you sacrifice me to feed the things that haunt you

and i certainly don’t dare laugh at anyone’s jokes not even your closest friends’ because we’ve all seen what happens when a smile creeps across my lips that you didn’t put there

and this is my final battle my resurrection phase it’s time to defeat you by rescuing myself

maybe the apple was actually a cock and maybe eve wanted it because adam was too busy, self-absorbed, and distracted to fuck her? maybe the original sin was a man taking a woman for granted • i’ve always liked serpents

you mistook me for a possession when i was a nuclear weapon all along

the further away from you i get the more i realize i was never small it was just a matter of forced perspective

i wish your moods were as easy to predict as the weather but there is no app to help me navigate the treacherous landscape of your unhinged emotions • boys without mothers

i am learning that it is better to be a monster than to be hunted by one