CLMR
creamy eyes;

break me and bruise me, but never leave. this is our home.

you like the mark that elastics
leave on my wrist. always notice
and touch. always the things that
don’t belong.

sometimes i notice you. not
like a violin against a collarbone,
but like the airbag that killed
the nine year old child.

Jun 10th · 27 · tagged: ** june 10
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