Forty

cigarettes and white wine
my skin
on your kitchen counter
slippery
pink
lips.
i am
casually
downing glasses

slivers of your
thirsty
blue eyes

stay close
white wine
you are my lover

and i am poured
onto your bed
and you have a
small
open window
bringing in
air
and moon
and mosquitoes

slivers of paper
that hide
in your wooden chest
slivers of sheet
that slide
up
between my legs

and you tear
my flesh to
pieces
with your
mouth
and your boozy lips

and the room
is blue
the window
is my mother
promising freedom

the wine is white
singing from the night stand
stay close
you are my lover

and i can not breathe
and i can not breathe
push my head down
pull my hair up
moan
push my head down
pull my hair up
moan

the window is my mother
the wine is my lover

and the morning
comes stale
and my body
wakes raw
and your face
stains the pillow

with morning
i see
your age
and thick creases
along your eyes
and my lover
had cheated
my mother
a liar

a shower
and the soap
i smelled on you
last night
oh sweet pain
the water is clear
the smell is clinging
and i am scratching you
from me
and the blood is red
<3