Poetry

Heart It Stops

How you knew to hop the fence 

     the monotony
          the neighbourhood 

learned to drive drunk 

 

don’t stop 

     f*** the cops. 

 

No bothers
    but learned behaviours 

          from others 

               older brothers. 

 

In a pool of my own vomit shine 

     sometimes
    not waking up 

 

then wanting the same again and again 

                                                  + a coke. 

 

Tough talk of tattoos t****s 

     bass rattling b****s 

you broke my nose with a plastic gun. 

 

And to call that love.

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