nobody knows the trouble I breed.

i kiss this one, and that one. i drive all across town avoiding cops. i sleep with you because it’s comfortable, i kiss and dance with you because i want you more. mental blocks leave me dry. my actions speak so much louder than their screams from the speakers. i want to be involved, i hate when you’re involved. cicada wrapped up in my skirt, i killed it. hear my laughter and pleas o god, texts asking “why?”, responses such as “cuz”, yellow phlegm. i rode that toilet reverse-cowgirl. which you?

dreaming of a life with no repercussions.

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