I want to write the way I think
Overwhelming phrases marrying
Metaphoric language
The suffocating urge to make sense
Of why I stay up at night craving
A cigarette when I’ve never smoked
When he told me I looked chic was it
Only because I was craving hunger even
When I knew it would kill me
I miss the whiskey on my breath
Unfashionable to say but I miss
Not having to feel anything at all
Did I ever mean a thing to her
Were the pills ever mine
When my neck’s painted purple
Was there any passion in it
Slimmer thighs will win their eyes
And other things my grandmother used to say
Dirty dish water in my mouth
Is my forehead too large
Eyes too far apart
Break the maxillae bone
Remove back teeth
Anything to get rid of my baby fat
Buy Plan B
In case my friend doesn’t have one
Quit idolizing Gibson girls who live
Post modernly
They’re killing you
Unmake me
I must be free
Guilt follows me like a stray dog