sitting in the room
drinking up our wounds
your words are too thin and sharp
they fill your mouth like another row of teeth.
the light it swings
my eyes are shut
it catches us in corners
"Nothing is ever good enough."
you leave home and it is the most terrifying thing you've ever done.
take me with you,
just let yourself slosh around in my insides
test out the limbs, press against the back of the skin
you wanted a camera for christmas,
and the secret to never being alone.
Welcome Home.
