ssshrrryrrh.

girl,
your eyes dilated, drowning in sea after sea without shore.
each breath, rough as sand,
slip through your nostrils but end at the noose you have
drawn around your fat neck.and this is your exit?
poetically sweet.a grand event.
but you are no more special,
no more mad than the baby who slept
next to you.you are who you want to be.
you are.you are.you are.