baked sunshine

1. we could breathe,
and we couldn’t breathe
and you could crush my esophagus like
brittle bones
like
it’s supposed to be.

2. i’m sixteen with
forty seven cents in my pocket,
with empty cups everywhere i go
because i am empty
(everywhere i go)

3. sometimes there are wishes in the wind
and sometimes there are words in the wind
and i don’t think that i’ve ever
had this much of a problem with gravity
until right now
until i met you

4. can’t you dig just
another foot under,
because i want to breathe soil
because i don’t want to breathe
you

5. i can’t see you, but i can
i can feel you

6. your hands belong to
her, because i will never
fit in them just correctly
..., not in it, and not
it- not any part of
it
7. maybe we can
can borrow love,
after all, minutes make hours, and you
make me

8. my legs have
long white lies and lines
dancing on their flesh

my stomach has,
more room than it should
in my shirt

my head has
more aching
than necessary

9. there is nothing


but there has to be
anything

10. first you have to look at me,

then you can tell me goodbye.