for a second. Bend back. I puked you out 17 minutes and 13 seconds ago. You left your hands print in my shower. Shaped as a heart with 5 fingers. You left condoms in my trash. You left...
There is no shame in staying. Going to. Asymmetrically physical perception of the common day. Doing the dishes. Tulips you brought never blossomed. You left.
There are pictures of you body parts on my walls. Blurred images in thick black frames. Nail polish particles in your shirt pocket. Guess my color. A creature! Body. Flesh. Skin. Meat. Muscles. Veins. Fat. Bones.
Your. Organs! You left.
This will never make any sense to anyone who left.
Good night and god bless,
Queen of Disorder