literature

Addison fell asleep somewhere in the apartment

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i've marked every cigarette with red paint
so that i can find my way to you
when i come home to broken lights and tossed sheets.
i can tell that you haven't slept well in months
and i can smell spilled coffee and vodka on the dining room table.
the walls are decorated in crimson graffiti,
flagging me down and trailing me to your bedroom.
the door is locked, i can tell without touching the nob.
cold air breathes heavily from the crack of the door
tickling the cells of my ankles.
you loved me like you loved nose bleeds at 3am,
and i wish that you were here like the
vibrant red tint that softly brushes
and hugs the cells of your hands
but the cigarette packet is empty.
your face is hot
your palms are frozen, your fingers are numb
and neither of us will damage ourselves with addiction
ever again
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daybreaksmiles's avatar
there is a strange, haunting, almost-too-realistic beauty to this piece. Very well done :clap: