By Isoceles Tibet
(@exhausteddaisy)
you will never know me, darling. you have forgotten
that violets will never bloom in a heart like mine,
watered by the tears you shed for peopleÂ
who will never love you. you drown yourself
in my lips, you pretend we are and we will and
my mind is in the stratosphere, i’m on olympus
tracing apollo’s v-line drowning in honeyed ambrosia
singing hymns of pietas and achilles and patroclus
they died for each other while you murder me for a
taste of rotting greenish pink. but i will never
die for you, hyacinths bury your bloodstained altar
as i glow golden on my pedestal. i will never wilt.