the stage manager is tearing seams and drinking salty coffee (a book of poems by

me and my bloody tongue

when u see me film reels spill out of my chest and the blood I've kept behind my teeth spills out you cannot tell but I am SCREAMING and it's such a secret even I do not know it I won't stop to catch my breath why would u catch something that's already gone???  I'm nothing but a mess of gel eyeliner and spewing poetry that I take hundreds of years to write

3/30/16

yikes™