《helium》Scars
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1.
If I could
I would nail these hands
to the edges of stars.
I would sacrifice
this body to the sky
hoping to resurrect as someone
spiteful enough
to not care about you.
2.
Staple me to a cross.
Pierce my side with a broken promise.
I will bleed all the crippled reasons
why you deserve one more chance.
3.
Loving you
was the last thing
I felt really good at.
4.
You want to know
how I got these scars?
I ripped every last piece of you
out of my smile.
5.
I whispered you stardust.
6.
I spoke you into sunflower.
7.
I dipped my hands in forever,
touched you infinity.
Treated you as if you were
the last molecule of oxygen
inside of a gas chamber.
I was so good to you.
8.
You want to know
how I got these scars?
I swallowed my pride.
It clawed its way
out of my mouth.
9.
I realized I was never
really your boyfriend.
I was your hype man.
10.
I hope your next boyfriend
get smallpox.
10.
Yes, I said smallpox.
10.
I hate you.
10.
I still miss you.
10.
I still love you.
10.
I love you.
10.
I love you.
10.
It's hard for me to count
when I get emotional.
10.
I heard 90% of human
interaction is nonverbal, so...
10.
If I could
I would tie your arms to a daydream
and auction you off
to my fondest memories.
I wrote this poem in
my own spinal fluid.
I put it on the backbone of a white flag.
Before you read it
you'll already know I've given up.
I'll keep you here.
Shackled to the most important
chapter of my life story,
pressed into the
basement of my eyelids
like liquid salvation
so I remember you beautiful.
With amazing underneath your wings
and an orchid smile.
You gorgeous earthquake.
You cracked hourglass
with sand spilling from behind your ribs.
You wasted my time.
How dare you linger on my lips
and then kiss me like a stuttering apology
with excuses stapled to the roof of your mouth?
I still remember you
like a dream tattooed to the inner walls
of a long-term memory,
but some days I wonder if you existed at all.
And of course,
you want to know how I got these scars.
I'll tell you.
I got these scars
the day I fell in love with you.
I landed face first.
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