What if your face was a poem alone… I bet People would read it and cry, And some would feel inflated afte… Because they witnessed something

I cried out to God, And There was silence.

While you were gone, My childhood dog died. I wept for both of you, And I felt like a corpse. While you were gone,

I love John. I love when he cries. When he looks at me, I fly.

You don’t ask me to speak. You never expect my opinion. I was your second child In a runaway marriage. I suppose I loved you once,

The devil’s in my midst.

I lost my innocence On a king-sized sheet With four posters And the two of us. Just the two of us

You know, I miss you both Like I miss my childhood blanket That I wonder idly about.

I forget how to love When I’m gritting my teeth Because I’m a fucking hole/ Nothing’s coming out of my mouth n… Because I don’t love my mom,

With him, It’s like there were no scars. There are no sheepish looks No burning shame. There was no John

Moon up, Pants down. I said no. His body said yes.

Dancing inside makes me sing. Music turns winter into spring. Dancing inside lights up my world. Lyrics give me wings like birds. Dancing inside all the time.

He thinks I’m pretty And maybe too witty, That I was worth the fight. He claimed he’s so glad. I’m the best he’s ever had.

Nobody can see the darkness in me, And when I go deep, I bring a flashlight to slash thro… The dark. I once used to frolic in light,