Drafts

pick ideas like I pick at my skin
leave scars where my worry lives
distorted close ups turn life left
in the mirror

there are limits to lower lips
grasped in spotted teeth
pierced drips of frustration
tinted memories turned vignette

melt into your couch
drink to accessorize you
deserve it after a long week
on your screen that’s made your
weak bones relax to cartilage 

In her sleeves drowned
bees drift in freeze dried hair
Someday fear will come and
she will not die when it’s fair

When words fester 
chaos can be counted on
to show up dressed as grief
Curled beside sleepless nights

under your sleeping bagged eyes
uncomfortably restricted thoughts
toss stormy dreams against lashes

As she begins to absorb your passion
clarity and strength
emboldened in hilarity 
honoured to carry you
under her eyes
sleep well
wise friend.

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