why can’t i tell you about the wet dream i had

Poem by Avery Parrott

 

stop covering your ears

stop covering your ears

why do you insist that i’m innocent?

what are others guilty of that i am not?

i saw the way your face changed

when i told you about that wet dream i had

 

shame grows on me in branches

covered in fungus

amongst the moss and bees

and ferns and oaks, flowing free

i am the most beautiful tree in the cemetery

 

may all your tears dry

and may all my tears

be patched and stitched together again

these seams were stronger before i knew you

 

i keep biting the inside of my cheeks

and getting home way too late

this isn’t sustainable

when you call so deep into the night

 

i can hear your smile

do you hear mine too?

luciddreamsmag

Two sisters who just really love music and love to share the same passion with others!

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