this is a poem about an unhealthy relationship.......
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she winces at the kitchen table,
squeezes her thigh to bury the sting,
and says
you know,
i don’t think i was scared of death until i met you
remind me-
were you scared of time?
folie a deux. it’s french
for madness of two
it means that her blood’s not clean, and
if you drink it, you’ll end up with the
exact same sick, my friend.
don’t say i didn’t warn you!
her honeycomb’s sweet, but
your sanity’s sweeter
one of you the tapeworm
the other is the sheep
and you can lead a sheep to answers,
but you can’t make them think
but, here’s the hot-lipped truth of it:
everyone’s sad. don’t think you’re special.
everyone’s sad and everyone’s scared
and everyone carries it around with them,
wallets spilling over with wilted daffodils
and finger bones-
everyone’s got their own sludge.
but when you mix it, oh
that’s when you get into the dangerous stuff.
and you’ve done much more, than mix, dear
this is bona fide alchemy
black magic shit
you’ve made a new monster, frankenstein
and it appears it doesn’t want you to leave the house
no need to panic, but in panic we trust
it always gets the job done!
she eats the unlucky flies
because she just wants you safe,
says listen. i don’t mean to project,
but i’m pretty sure we’re the only
two people on this wretched planet
who aren’t on fire
so why catch?
it’s so dangerous out there -
why go?
we have everything you could ever need in here
pull the blinds, darling!
they don’t need to see
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