dissection of a dissociation

she made me feel like I knew

—-(poetry)—-

Oh my God, you're so beautiful

Midnight blue eyes like the stars

I feel burning inside

I close my mouth when you slide near me

I feel like burnt up oil

You can't get rid of(I am a shadow corpse from a nuclear blast)
I close my eyes, I still feel your pain

Gripping me.

Oh mother. Momma

I quiver in the corner as “Don't Speak”

Is climbing my body like an endless staircase

Pounding and grinding against my unstable platform, vibrant notes that are expensive and sane

Making my tears into a sandbag

Oh my God

Smoke of a rabid vitriol

From my father drags my empty space that fills my blank expression, my dark shadow tossed across the room like a ragdoll
Oh God,

You're so

You are

I close my eyes

You're so

Damn

Beautif—-

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Author note: if you are intrigued by John’s dissociation poem, check out my novel The Half Paper Moon