Monday, May 10, 2021

We're Sorry

we'd stab out our eyes with a hatpin, dear
we'd violently cauterize our nose
we'd puncture our eardrums with nails, love, to silence your beautiful tones
we'd burn off our skin if it offends you, heart, that your heat sets us aglow
"Perfect" is your only name N, and we're sorry the world doesn't know
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