&& You never seem to stop pulsing

Convulsing through the tissues of my

.What.

.Are.

.You.

.Doing.

.To.

.Me.

Eyes and I can only reply with a

Crooked (unshed) tear

&& I wish I could swallow your pupils

Like Feel Good Candy

Caress the ecstasy that

Dances like poetry across the fairytales

Of . . .three…

Popping hearts && restart pills

Shooting up poisonous darts that refill

Your coke(blow)sugar(glitter)

(un)Consciousness with

Smeared glass expressions

….

Heaven. Never. Cried. Quite. Like. Me