CollarbonesA Poem by zaney12:24 AM, pictures of people who used to be friends.so this is what has become of you eyeliner and collar bones what happened to your music replaced it for candy placed carefully in the corners of your mouth small hello lost in a sea of all that light your eyes are still fascinating you’ve grown into a lily and wilted back into soil into the underbelly into the bacteria and semen this is all you can see through dark, narrow eyes your eyes are obscured by the portraits of your ribcage the ones you parade on every flat surface like a crusade of broken fingers and razor blades this is the fortress you’ve made you give everything to everyone baring shoulders and teeth in hopes that they’ll stay well you were beautiful once sort of but now you’ve burned yourself on the fire you found so tempting and the ashes of your fingertips return to dust your bones will break and heal and break again because you need to remind yourself of the feeling really the self inflicted conflict is your only connection to the past so why do i still write to you you exist in portraits of your ribcage and small transmissions miscommunicated through too many words not enough feeling too much skin, not enough feeling not the kind you want the kind displaced in bare skin, and teeth, and collar bones © 2009 zaneyAuthor's Note
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