swear to hell

black and white photographs in a drawer
decorated in the loveliest velvet

when you told me that i was an unreliable metronome
with a heart too twisted
i retaliated with a broken collarbone
and laid myself down into the white-flag position

a room so dark, so empty but a funeral pyre
with a life to directly resemble it.

Comments

[Lex]

This is my favorite.