DETOUR

moth

proceed with caution

so sweet my sweet so sweet

you’re naturally good at chasing trails of smoke

and me,

i’m naturally bad at keeping promises i made for myself

in this bathroom, our bodies stuffed

and laughs

and photographs

in this bathtub where I once let scorching hot water cleanse me of yesterday’s mistakes

crimson red fills your syringe

the same crimson red that lives inside of me

nobody particular, somebody new

i wish i was afraid but instead,

i’m committed to the danger we created

and yeah, it’s true,

i’m addicted to the danger we created

 

 

 

 

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