Veins
Sarah Curran
Mulberry tree
Sealed paper knot
Quicksand fell through the rock that went soft
Secrets grow pale the longer they're held in shock
My gut heard my fears, call my witness
Anxiety stands, look at this mess
The photograph from our first trip fell off the wall
Cold feet
Wasted time
Love me
I'm too kind
Lips have been vile, no consequence
Nothing connects my head to my chest
Your arms felt good before they were around someone else
Dissected myself, I couldn't rest
Cut out my heart, left me for dead
Mourning ourselves since 4am
Cold feet
Wasted time
Love me
I'm too kind
Hold my pain
You were all I craved
Adored your game
Dissolve in my veins