Saturday, July 30, 2016

The Things I Shouldn't Do

Take my sweat
Take my expanding arteries
My second and third thoughts

Take my thoughts of
your breath on my neck
and of your new voice
low in my ear

Honest hearts shut out
poisonous patterns
to wake me up
to grow up

Because
for the first time
the fear of being left
doesn't come from the fear of being alone
Don't you want
to sit across from a girl
with collarbones
And pretty hands
And sparkling eyes?