and watched it drip from my fingertips
I let it run across
the purity of my flesh
and devour whatever naivety
was left in me
somehow,
I've fallen at your feet
among the broken bones
and thick muscle that still beats
itself upon the cold ground
you have such an aggressive smile
and smother me
with the mud of your words
stuck in the potholes
of my soul















27 old applause
