Tag: favourite

Tell me about the people you drowned
in the well, how they’re all the memories
you try to lock away daily. Tell me about
your lover holding your head in the water,
saying ‘I l o v e you,’ despite knowing that
those are the only words that will ever
scare you away.

The pattern of your life goes like this:
you build a home and it burns away and
so you try to follow but even the flames
don’t want you. You crawl into someone’s
skin and they’re so scared of love they
spit you back out again, and so you
wear their fear like a bridal veil.

The memories you drowned (one after
the other, all staring at you with dead
eyes as they sunk under the water)
watch you as if you are an unfinished
story. Your lovers stand in a line by
the wall, their faces a haunting you
can never forget.

Tell me about how no one looks at you
like art so you have learnt to treat
yourself like a masterpiece. This is
the pattern of your life: love / lose /
love / lose / love / love / love.