violentxdelights

not with physical force

but with emotional intensity

Like poison

Like bliss

A persistent ache

Between the shoulder blades

I’m always too late

What if my anatomy

Is against me?

(I once read we start to die

the minute we are born)

I am of the in-between

Doomed duality

I’m going to say this directly

Through clenched teeth:

you terrify me

Boneless

It happens when

You look at me

One day

but the time wasn’t right

he was hurting inside

and the words were caught in my throat

eight years too late

one night too soon

so i sat and watched the way he came to life

as he moved under the lights

through the night

hands above his head

do you know what you’ve done?

what you’ve become

to me?

i sit, sit

quietly

if anyone asks

this is where i’ll be

i yearn for you

other than the way you talk

the way you move is unfair

compared to my

spider-like tendencies

i want to splinter and devour

weave and consume

eight legs sprouting from my head

six to grasp it all

and two to hold onto you

though you were never mine to lose

idk. i wrote a poem about it though.

read here: https://medium.com/@alizajgarza/the-autopsy-2da833848aa2?sk=7878c125247ebef29712fb01a663a8cb

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