the tune of that month long silly song
when you stepped on my feet
mocking me in my awkward
version of dancing
'pretty eyes' you say
but i feel your gaze on my tits
so i turned my back to your apathy
and you took me from behind
because you knew my vulnerability
from all angles
you threw away my facade of faith
it burned hot and i
breathed in the ash
til my bones were blue
with the effort to love you
and how every little thing you do
was wrong from the first fuck
home

the tenth
1