Unhinged

My best friend smiled for only me this beautiful morning
From the closet ceiling, where she hung like her clothes
I smiled back and gave her a kiss on the cheek in greeting
Noting her blue tinted skin matched the shirt that I chose

Skipping to bed to find her secret stash of colored pills
Underneath her mattress with the old and new bloodspots
Pop each one in and recline back whispering only to myself
About the times her and I tangled together in naked knots

I feel her ghost tickling my sides with ectoplasmic fingers
And giggle as she molds herself under my skin and every bone
I can see her body grinning at me from behind the closet door
As her spirit claws at my insides causing me to gasp and moan

She reminds me of when we did this in lighter fluid and matches
And how the friction we created lit them and gave us blisters
The scars on our bodies would match up as we laid here together
And then more than ever we were connected like no other sisters

I gaze at her pretty face that's perfectly identical to my own
And kiss her cold lips and bury myself in her soft, clean hair
It smells like strawberries and death and it lulls me to sleep
As the pills take me to a place where I no longer breathe air