dirty words.

A poem is something that rhymes. 

Like when your wanting is becoming your life and you feel so full of - 

Despondency, a jump, skip and a hop,

Right when you’re about to reach the -

End of this was the last time I’d ever see you, 

And my god are your eyes so piercingly- 

Dark and divine

And all that may crawl up your -

Elaborate towers and unbelief

Even though we all thought you’d wallow in your own - 

A pool, of your own making; I took a dip once

It was a swarm

Shame on me for thinking 

The sun might’ve made it - 

Fucking brighter than I’ve ever seen

Filled with stars

Beyond us, almost all the way to the planet - 

home. Where I first found the absence of god.

Underneath my fingernails like all this rotten- 

And on top of that you’re glowing a warm blue spine, sodded and bent, mars dusty and perfect grief, like the day you decided to use all your favorite dirty words at once.