Bob

Bob Marley was made for mornings
For that slit between evening and dawn.
Like lash and lid, lifted.
I feel around in the soft dark
And find him--

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Crystallized commas
hold on to this moment
"you promise?"
before I dropped it
in a sea of lost lovers
and found
that you should find out
if you can fit
before you try to squeeze your heart in
you were always told
that it was too big

Sweetea

I melted your kiss
and put it in me tea
this shit has never been so sweet

This poem isn't about my boyfriend

His kisses were collected
and put in a mason jar
for later

Pill

I dissolved your pill
in my wine
and chugged it

A Kiss

is a silent interview

Graffiti

I could be his new wall
painted over with five white coats
but every now and then you can see hints of red
like someone had clawed the graffiti that lie beneath