Monday, 7 November 2016

I

Light pollution in the sky
memories of us pollute my mind
Steamy glass and red eyes,
trying to hide from beaming lights.
Driving past a familiar sight
of factories open, throughout the night
blinding shades of red, and diamonds white,
imagining you gripping my jaw tight.
Wheels on road, wheels on rain
I'm heading miles from you again.
my collars wet, face is stained.
blurring lines between the lanes.
Calloused palms and panic attacks,
bitten down nails and scratched backs,
Three steps forward,  and four miles back
I was screaming over your favourite track

No cold feet - but cold tea, forgotten in the heat
of the moment between you and me
..is how it used to be,
but now I'm just empty.
Kissing you til my lips burn like sins,
from the friction between your unshaven chin
and then I wake - and I realise its been
years since I was the prettiest girl you'd seen.
We can roll around after light,
my chest can redden then fade to white,
Two bodies is all that's left, but its not right because
when you feel full, I've barely had a bite.
And when I go home, and I realise where you went,
I see that girl I'm beginning to resent
I'll wait out years for this brain to get better -
As from love to lone, is only one letter.