roadkill and vicodin.i was slipping through the skyMore Like This
and my clumsy elbows kept
scraping stars and my ugly
knees kept grazing black holes
that sucked all the sun spots
off my olive olive skin.
i kept my eyes closed tighter
than i had ever closed them
before because as i fell
i could hear your echoing
voice that murmured louder
and louder and louder until
i felt it lace itself around my
heart and squeeze the breath
out of my chest.
you kept whispering all the
things i've heard you say before-
things that you say in the dark
of the night with headlights
from the highway peering in
our windows on and off and on
things like, 'your teeth shine
like a flashlight in the dark,'
and 'do you think we should move
out of the city?' and 'have you
ever considered dropping acid?'
and 'you're shaking, why're you
shaking?' and 'i don't think i'll
talk to my dad again before he
dies,' and 'what if i could exhale
lust and inhale love?'
nothing else was audible as i
continued to slip and scrape and
graze my way through t