Tuesday, February 23, 2021

technically, a poem I wrote about harry styles in high school

 boys boys boys


your body is so beautiful

with art splattered across it like

you’ve never felt pain at all.


i will slice this knife across my chest

for a body just like yours

they can call me Frankenstein 

until my so-called mutilated body is 

tossed into a hollow grave


it will not matter


because with the knife bloodied

i will walk around

like i’ve never felt pain at all.


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