Color your suffering
- Moe Godat
- Sep 13, 2017
- 1 min read
Dilute your pain; take it from the recesses of your brain, make it tangible.
optic nerve
I dream of wide
brown eyes
white framing a
life
as calmness tints
the whites
red
Supple and deep
Soft, like leather
which covers up
goosebumps
on frigid skin
or
kissing my pages
as the binding
of a blank
notebook
My eyes seem almost
green
in some
sweaters
Let me dig
past your flecks
to push my
roots
and grow.
Manicure
She painted her nails with
blood and whipped cream
light pink
sticky
sweet
Dirty bed sheets with stains
from food and sex
the color building
up
dead skin gathering in
human-shaped prints
shadows laying
quietly beneath us
waiting
for us to
free them
Red
Roses, freshly chewed
his beard
bitten lips
new bruises, unturned
blood on the floor
cheeks, how pale
so pale
white
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