ignorance

[asphyxiatide]

i wrote a poem. i'm drinking coffee and this sounded better last night.

i'm crushing lightbulbs
and swallowing luminescence.
it is all black
(besides the light in my throat)
and there's a moth, fluttering around my neck
and i want to
vomit up my heartache
and maybe you will reach into your pocket and pull out a little love for me.