"Bestie" (Patreon)

Tuesday, September 5th, 2023

“Bestie”

So many hours to call you best friend. Facing life and death and the blackness between. Late night calls manifesting our dreams. The deepest parts of me offered for free. I answered every time. My sanity willingly exchanged for your life. Caught in a vortex, repetition unending. Take my heart between your teeth and chew. Spit and ask forgiveness. Receive it but keep my heart, I never shielded it as I should. Your jaw gets sore. My vacant chest mourns. You spit the final time and I collect what is mine, scrambling on all fours. I look like a fool as you walk away, a phantom vanishing as I stay, sitting with the wound of meeting you for the first time on the last day.