Dirty Dishes
Dirty dishes in the sink clink on their own
They settle in the mess of mold and spoiled milk
I remember how you pictured
A bunch of rusted bottle caps
And told me how it disgusted you
In your car that night
Fading scars on my arms itch as if new
They mettle in the mess of my weak thoughts
I remember how you touched
My curled back before you left
And said that you were sorry
For what you did that night
I had a dream the night you left
That when you went,
You took the bathtub stopper with you
So that I wouldn’t drown
But I was already a corpse
As I waved goodbye
I woke up, so violently
To find your lips on mine
They settle in the mess of mold and spoiled milk
I remember how you pictured
A bunch of rusted bottle caps
And told me how it disgusted you
In your car that night
Fading scars on my arms itch as if new
They mettle in the mess of my weak thoughts
I remember how you touched
My curled back before you left
And said that you were sorry
For what you did that night
I had a dream the night you left
That when you went,
You took the bathtub stopper with you
So that I wouldn’t drown
But I was already a corpse
As I waved goodbye
I woke up, so violently
To find your lips on mine