“Your calloused hands
And consolation kisses
Are keeping me awake.
I am filling the hollow space
In your collar bones
With empty affection
And misplaced curiosity.
I wonder what you look like
With an earthquake in your lungs
Quivering beneath the weight of
My being
Gasping for air in this sea of
Lust and longing.
In the quiet hours of the morning
When you are half asleep
I’ll kiss your neck
Behind your ear
And whisper:
Drown in me.”
-ravenous ghosts
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