Love Me Like
Sink mold
loves the food
on the dishes
we left unwashed
over the long
weekend away
from home.
Dye your hair
all purple or
whitish greenish
purpley black.
Love me
with a disregard
for social norms.
Grow colonies
in the scraps
then wing microscopic
seeds into the air
that spread
and devour.
Love me sick. Love me squeamish.
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I see you’re working on your vows. : )
Great visuals in this Christopher, and really keen on “Love me / with a disregard / for social norms.”
Haha, Bill #dead
Chris, love this sickness, the colors, the microscopic.
Love me
with a disregard
for social norms.
I love this stanza!
So very real
Me fr fr