chemistry?
v. chemistry?
estefaaano_writes
chemistry rare as bone marrow.
left me on the stairs spine unlocked.
didn't care i was scared the beast woke,
do you see it clawing inside my ribs?
creeping up,
sweeping up shards of all i've shattered.
of all the things i've done .
i'm well aware
of that burning stare molten;
if this ends as endings must…
i've come prepared.
i've clipped a tight leash,
left it dangling to the oak tree bark.
and you're guarding the yard perfectly.
don't you feel a little stuck
when we're out of touch?
i'll dig up what you hide.
crying doesn't suit you well.
don't you worry,
i'll never tell a soul about our secret life.
inside the house
cat chases mouse.
your mother looks and says
“some things we just don't talk about”
better watch your mouth.
don't let yourself get proud.
don't forget the message,
left inside the couch.
down the drain you go,
poor unfortunate soul.
got involved with someone
you really didn't know.
what i'd like to do
is make a deal with you.






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ReplyDeleteChemistry rare as bone marrow.
ReplyDeleteWhat a line.
"Crying doesn't suit you well." That is such a cold, complicated thing to say to someone you have "chemistry" with.
ReplyDeleteAre we the cat or the mouse in this scenario? Because I feel like I'm being hunted by these words.
ReplyDeleteRare as bone marrow. 🧬
ReplyDeleteI feel like I’m reading a secret I wasn't supposed to find.
ReplyDeleteWatch your mouth. 🤐
ReplyDelete"Got involved with someone you really didn't know."
ReplyDeleteThis is the horror story hidden inside a love poem.
estefaaano_writes, this feels so different from the other poems. It’s gritty, dark, and a little bit mean. I love this side of your writing.
ReplyDeletedown the drain you go, poor unfortunate soul.
ReplyDeleteThis one is genuinely creepy in the best way.
ReplyDeleteThe switch from poetry to this kind of psychological thriller vibe is insane. 'The beast woke'—I’m looking over my shoulder now.
ReplyDeleteEvery lonely hearted man has a house like this.
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