scorpio rising, scorpio falling

on the porch in the dark

    only the moonlight

so sad

i'm gonna touch myself

        the only person who will

cry those slow rolling 

            golden honey tears

which been building
    in my eyes

        in my throat

    all day

to resist telling you my 

        real thoughts like

i could chew panties like bubblegum

i'm an only child

i want to know your knees

in the backyard there's blueberries

    and i'd probably cry more

        if we were alone

then i'd stretch open my lips

            petal pink

    to wrap you up safe in them

bundled for winter

    for storms

        snoodled and swaddled.

i'd give you everything i don't have.

forgive me-

i am a waterhole

    a warm bath

        a salty turn

        always wet

with tears.

but i'll keep it to myself instead

just eat half a cookie

        go to bed on time.