I look at him
and I want to shoot myself
be run over by semis
cut into a million different pieces
gouge my eyeballs
slit my wrists
instead I’m here
burning the midnight oil
putting my hand in the fire
and watching it turn to sulfer
His cheekbones
cut the wood
of my cedar heart
and splinter my locked chambers
I’ve given up
this is my surrender
I’m here
after spilling the midnight oil
over what I was
and who I’ll be
for you’re kissing him
he’s taken you in
you’re younger
you’re dumber
one day you’ll split
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