your timing is off

i won't eat anymore because i think you might be poisoning me
you have a habit of ruining the mood
the planes fly low over head and with whats left of my fingernails
im digging into the skin beneath my lids
you talk about the bills that need to be paid
you talk about how you have to go to the dentists soon maybe
you talk about how he's leaving on saturday and how you have therapy
and i mention how now you have something to talk about.
"what makes you think you could ever escape this?"
he could end up at the bottom of everything.
crash into the deep blue sea while everyone swallows their film and downs shots and
drag their fingers over the black box.
on and on and on
hang up redial
on and on and on

vampire hours
truth be told the thing i'm looking forward to most is crawling out the window at night
without his watchdog eyes gleaming with the reflection from the tv
my lungs are swollen with the breath i'm holding waiting for you
i wonder how long it takes for the heart to decay

what i wouldn't give to feel your bones digging into my knuckles
you can't talk without teeth
thank fucking god maybe i'll get some sleep tonight

i honestly think you're poisoning me.

in other news: you. babygirl lookin so sad. you. bleeding out in the dirt. shine so bright its insane.
i have some secret words i found to share, i am in love with this person i don't know but i would like to live and sleep inside of their words for a while.