illicit invitations for a boy who doesn't know

you were painting bullet wounds
while i was throwing up

tangled up in bedsheets
god, i've had enough

you're losing yourself,
breathing in pretty white lines

bodies cast shadows under black lights
& you only hold me some of the time

this skin has always been selfish
snap my ribs, cut out my eyes

a twin bed, brown eyes, leave april alone
learn to blow raspberry kisses onto my thigh

you told me you've found god
been praying the rosary

preach to me, teach to me
lay with me, stay with me

hit the switch, flip the switch
there's light in me left, you'll see

forget about may, november, june
& all the times i bruised my knees

goosebumps the entire bus ride home
i know the winter inside me will never end

i am unwell
in both my heart & head


don't think about it
don't think about it
don't think about it
don't think about it
don't think about it