[untitled]

songs and ;love

This is a world so black it glows
sounds turned into silence of ghosts and plankton
inside her We wanted more
she does not remember how she got here
The beginning of this story
words grow inside her belly
like her bed that consumes her
why she cannot put her lipstick on
as one would color the lip
that must have been red
Once upon a time she was all escape
She dreams music that sedates her mind
and blankets her song
of
Peonies Pink has a thousand lips dancing around her mouth
to be devoured with trust and darling diamond of thirst