Tonight at midnight
I want to kiss someone
who makes me feel
I can take
the tape
off of their lips.
Someone who watches bugs
panic and shriek at the sun
and thinks of friends
rotting
in their own lives.
Some one who watches
fireflies send off their struggle
in rain
collapsing under the weight
of fluttering summers.
Some fun:
don’t be scared,
you’re just a human
without skin.
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