#napo22

i strip my skin

Free the fur flow under it

Crack all of my bones

I lick the envelope closed on us,

On the letter I never sent,

And I wish you could see me, still,

Always that deer in the headlights

I whisper my words through the glass,

But the universe is cruel

and the world has always hated us

Whichever life we settled in

I should know

It's all about the exposure,

So maybe the angle was never quite right

Aperture letting the light in

A little too much

I hope you'll always remember

I shot a star with cupid's arrow

And it crashed dramatically down

buried, made a crater in my heart,

it simmers, slowly

I shot a star, with cupid's arrow,

and I think some part of it

Wants to be back up there, in the baleful black sky

Because the moonlight makes me ache now,

I feel myself wishing for something, a path to get me out of here,

back to that wild dark space,

White woman's white fence fantasy,

White man's deathgrip power trip

Billionaires who'll never care

Famous faces will scream their stories while we all scream in silence

NFTs and C-19, what does all this even mean?

"Don't say gay"

but you'll still pay "it doesn't matter anyway"

Dirty water, dirty crime,

Dirty housing, people dying

Pointless fights among ourselves, unequal handling of our wealth, have to pay to keep good health,

Living shouldn't be this tough,

The state of it all,

Liar, liar

Heart on fire

Tell me now or take it higher

See me burning

Ain't it fun?

Lies like candy from your gun

Face of an angel, Tears so blue

Tell me I am,

Tell me I'm not,

Tell me I'm ready to give it a shot

Tell me I'm brave,

Tell me I'm small,

Tell me I'm everything,

I feel

Too much,

I think

Too hard

My teeth are ripping the sky apart

My skin.

It cries,

....so hungry inside

Please , give me something, give me anything, so I can fight this anger

I do not want

I need,

to bite this hand I'm given

(You don't want me, you won't need me, you can't see me,)

Hey, would you break my tired limbs, so I can carry them over?

I rest my palm on my own skin, just so I feel a little alive,

She'll reach out and choke me,

If I look too hard

Silver surface, otherworldly eyes that blink back from the void

Distorted, I can touch the glass, and watch her touch my fingers - cold,

I wonder if she feels trapped, behind a silver wall and I think about punching the glass, leaving my hands bloodied and perhaps a letting a potential demon run loose