you could let it all go
dirty old bathtubs
my sins lie unwashed
clogged up pulled-out hair
violence is under my tongue
wisps of death in stale air
dirty old bathtubs
rotten with a sinner’s sweat
i’m trying to be whole again
with touches and whips
of the same knife’s cut
that tore me open
i’m trying to be whole again
by licking off the blood
of the same knife
i’m trying to be whole again
by being nothing at all
if i swallow enough pills
if i swallow yellow paint
if i let it all go
the day after
old rotten bathtubs
unwashed sins
a girl undone
a girl undone
can never be whole
can never be the wife
old rotten bathtubs
red and angry and bruised
girls
they’re not girls at all
quiet and screaming
girls
they’re not girls at all
note: all art was done by me for this poem





Freaking beautiful
I LOVE THIS !!!