vomit, pt. 1

(2020-12-28 12:22 AM)

this is a written photograph / this is what i see when i wake

this is the light / stabbing it’s way through my curtains

this is the levitation / that good music

makes me feel 

like i can float / this is the moment in the night when

i bring it to my lips, / and it scorches it’s way down

and i really try to not think / like that.

it’s strange—i’ve always believed i would be ready to give myself to someone.

i can’t seem to even catch up with myself. ✶