the first time i smoked a cigarette
i promised i would pass it on to you
my eyes burrowing into the hooves of my
sanity you looked right at me
instead i kissed you
you filtered smokebreath
instead i kissed you
wondering if life was double exposure
the first time we fucked
it was called "making love"
you had cherries strewn all over your back
as if you were daring me to pluck, and pluck
i didn't,
until you said you'd forgotten
the taste of sweet cream and i just
traced my tongue along your stems and
bit. hard
and that thing inside of you rattled
the last time, we called it "fucking"
you told me to love you with my temper
when i snapped i was inside you
and you bit me until i bled you
"why did you pluck"
why did i bitch, why did i
bastard now i am
angry all the time
i am angry enough
that we can fuck until sundown
and that thing inside of you wrapped
bodies around my tongue,
made it your tattoo artist
but i could only draw
blood
you forced me anyway
to carve screams as red as the fruit
upside the backs of your lungs and that
thing inside of you tightened, "i'm
sorry" with a thick tongue
then i kissed you away,
so it would all, just
stop
i promised i would pass it on to you
my eyes burrowing into the hooves of my
sanity you looked right at me
instead i kissed you
you filtered smokebreath
instead i kissed you
wondering if life was double exposure
the first time we fucked
it was called "making love"
you had cherries strewn all over your back
as if you were daring me to pluck, and pluck
i didn't,
until you said you'd forgotten
the taste of sweet cream and i just
traced my tongue along your stems and
bit. hard
and that thing inside of you rattled
the last time, we called it "fucking"
you told me to love you with my temper
when i snapped i was inside you
and you bit me until i bled you
"why did you pluck"
why did i bitch, why did i
bastard now i am
angry all the time
i am angry enough
that we can fuck until sundown
and that thing inside of you wrapped
bodies around my tongue,
made it your tattoo artist
but i could only draw
blood
you forced me anyway
to carve screams as red as the fruit
upside the backs of your lungs and that
thing inside of you tightened, "i'm
sorry" with a thick tongue
then i kissed you away,
so it would all, just
stop