Listen to music
certain tracks only.
Melt
down
in the shower.
An inch,
a pinch of skin at your waist
and avoiding mirrors.
The fact that you were loved should remind you.
Oral fixations,
rained on washing left out,
a misshapen use of words.
Yellow mornings, sticky.
Times where you wanted.
Soft pink sheets soaked with blood.
You knew you were bleeding from your hands.
You still put them all over me.