I think.
rhythm stapledto my gums
Like a kiss from the petal of a daisy
A guitar in yourtongue chord by chord
you play into me. pushing voice into my chest
settling it there. nesting
my mouth fills with tears as my eyes spitglances
Into yours. Saliva and folly
the biggest mistake
I've alwayswanted to make.
harmony spread like dying butter
on perfect bread. Slicingslicing slicing.
The sweet sting and the do-re-me
of rememberingnothing.
your words are the anchor that
Land on my fins. Breaking me upand down and in and out
until I dissolve. Until I am the water.
Until I amyour purpose.
When you sing, dear friend,
I'm done for.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.



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