i taste good

my ex is dragging the toothpick around his mouth
trying to get rid of the bits of me caught inside
mouthwash on the side,
i’m a beautiful aftertaste
that’s a trip on guilt and acid
fusion of the two, what do you get?

i lie awake at 3 am just to masturbate
to the sounds of nothingness
birds singing
i’m up top on the sunrise
bubbling with the breakfast
who will hurt me next?
my skin’s soft my bones hurt
i’m fragile, baby.

the good is going to my head
i try to stay grounded, mama help me
shove peanut butter in my mouth i stay awake
play with my nipples
majid jordan king city on repeat
dragging the tooth pick around my mouth
just so i can taste my old relationship

and it tastes good n sour.


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