#0412

— ig.agustd

Chew me into

Pebbles of dust

Spit me out when

I'm stuck in your gums

I'll pull my weight up

Calloused hands

Accentuated

From the ring

My palms are open

Staunch the bleeding

Disinfect the wound

Pull my weight up

That's enough retching

Head cracking the Wyoming earth - wrenching

Enough sore throat mornings

World still spinning

Witnessing the different

Colors of my contents

Clutching for light in the

Shadows of the tar pit I

Steep myself in

Pull my weight up

Frigid under a full moon

Open palm in greeting

Should the stars return

They remain unfettered

To other false bodies

I miss going for walks

Pull my weight up

A box of matted fur

Smile on the spearmint

The passenger seat is empty

It's heavy in my daydreams

The baby drowns in the bathwater

Pull my weight up

Stabilize the stomach

Nourish the veins

Sweat until you're trembling

Knuckles almost healed

Gummies for sunlight

Pull my weight up

The roach is still lingering

You can hear him

Hissing in the walls

Within the confines of my pillow case

A background buzz

Pull our weight up

Tally marks on the calendar

Next to where the sprinklers

Kissed their welcoming

Above untouched strawberry margaritas

Big teeth in a grin

Ink stained skin

Pull my weight up

The gun show is closed

Is there such thing as home?

It's a manic rhythm of speech

Reach for other meanings

Laugh at stupid things

Gasping at memorials

Pull my weight up

Bonfire was canceled

Ashed out on the

Valley of my hands

Painted red with madness

The cat is screaming inside

Should I wait up?

Amber preserved on the outskirts

Stop playing darts

Healthy habits reformed

Heart screaming about the

Agonizing weight

There's a fire hydrant nearby

Is your shoelace untied?

I can still only

Wait up

Bag of laughter

Trapped in a jam jar

The music has you smiling

Still checking the back seat

It's a hollow bellyful

A cracked chrysalis

Made of cheap fabric

Forms whistling wings

Pull my weight up

Fist fight the saboteur

Prod the black eye in the mirror

Exercise my hands

So they won't get tired during

Massages

Pull my weight up

If I see you in my sleep again

Every night for the second week

Will you be there when I

Wake up?

We can take the world for ourselves

Or should I wake up?

I'm healthy again but

If you're only there

Would you ask me not to

Wake up?

Can you remind me not to

Wake up?

Hold me wholly

I won't leave

We can hold hands

While I sleep

I'll keep your weight up

Between then and now

I'll keep pulling my

Weight up

If you want me to read you a story

I'll be there when you

Wake up

I can stick around

I have all the time in the world to

I can't believe I forgot mothim, I love moths! I guess it makes sense from burmy -> mothim but it makes me wonder what wormadam is based on. I got burmy pretty spot on, but forgot wormadam's leaves and flowers.

Rest assured, I'm keeping track of all the pokemon I completely forget, and I'll try to draw them again another time.