I like you
but only because
I don't like myself

"gimme some tongue"
"no"
and I never asked why

my mind
with echoes
remembers the past

an empty coffin
still holds
secrets

heated bubble
a palm, four crescent cuts
staring out the sky

gravel remains
toasted crumbs
tolerable absent regret

scented memory
remember soft embrace
flushed skin and slow warm smiles

violent thoughts and
heart beats
insomnia taunts

breathe deep
about turn and
try not to 360