my chest is a ticking
time bomb with no solution
unbalanced and bent
but you make sense of it
the hollow of your chest is safe
from explosions your hands your
eyes the crook of your neck leave
me mostly undone you know
that I was made to self-destruct / the
chemicals in my brain tell me how
to end things and my heartbeat is a timer
that you keep turning back into a
heartbeat
darling
you are the only shelter I know
that can keep me safe from
myself / I promise that you
can always depend on me like
clockwork
I wish I had been following your writing through this whole process. Every single one of your pieces speaks to me in a very jarring way. Thank you.