i.
she feels like a store-window mannequin, boneless, flawless,
blank-faced. smiling away insecurities & hiding them with foundation,
she’s determined to see her ribcage just to know that there’s
something keeping her soul somewhere in her body. maybe then she’ll
know it’s there. banging her boneless wrist against stair railings
(to convince herself she’s r e a l ) and slicing it open with diamond
razorblades to see rubies fall out of her skin, she just needs to feel
[something].
ii.
he sees her image of beauty, lying on the ground like s|h|a|t|t|e|r|e|d
glass, and puts it back together with cheap duct tape like ohsomany
(false) promises. His smile’s the mirror to her eyes, that twist to it
she can’t seem to forget, keeps seeing every lonely night.
Come find me,
it says.
iii.
their song is like what they dance to wasted at nightclubs with her
hipbones puncturing his hands all night. like those melodies she
almost knows but not quite,, maybe she’s heard before and maybe
she hasn’t,, that keep dancing on the tip of her tongue, she’s trying
to find the words because she feels them resonate somewhere in
her chest cavity.
but then the music changes and she gives up trying to stay sober.
iv.
Deep down she knows it’s wrong but it feels so right to f.o.r.g.e.t about
howitsallsofuckedup, running down the midnight streets to their
secret place whenever they meet, and telling herself she means more
than that one thing to him. she died when she was fifteen. gave up her
innocence for a chance to have someone hold her and tell her she’s
beautiful [with her clothes off]. she needs to feel [used] to feel [alive],
moaning pretty things about f o r e v e r to make him think she enjoys it
& make herself believe what she tells him.
v.
darkness is falling, and feeling like she’s falling upwards, she finds the
words to the tunes she kept trying to remember. waiting for the
answer to all her dreams, she realizes it’s just one more nightmare and
it’s what she’s been singing all this time. the song never changes. they
lied when they said you never know what the future will bring,
because they both know tomorrow’s just a pretty word for today.
though it kind of fits in with some of the other options, just not as much. 
Honorable mention
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