yell0wbird
there is no magic. ugly ducklings grow up to be ugly ducks. it's static, it's simple. don't believe the enchantments, don't blink.
i am the small thing that haunts your corners. i have slipped through the cracks. waiting up all night with the words barely off my tongue and you say you can't hear me, nobody hears me. it doesn't hurt, much.
voices make my ears ring. shut up, shut up, shut the fuck up. i want to rip out your earrings. bleed.
fire on her tongue, flicker over this skin, ghost in this burned out shell of a body. the smell cloys our airways like i was made for fragrance, knit from whale bones. inhale. exhale.
oh, i feel you in the red light, i feel you in my bones. pretty lips against my neck but you're faithful, quit lying. entice me.
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