You Turn Away
Feel empty
like a skeleton
in my clothes.
I’m not all here,
you’re not all there.
Nothing but love-drunk ramblings,
your eyes are full with her.
You’re satiated
but I’m starving.
I gnaw my cheeks
you turn away.
You turn away.
I write poetry. Whenever I get around to typing it up, I post it here. Mostly in large batches once every few weeks or so. Enjoy.
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