broken love and blood
damp.
damp
and
frothy and
sticky upon
my skin,
foamy and
soapy
and
pulling at
your edges,
tugging at
our seams
and
pulling us
apart
as a peeling
flaky
viscid
mess
of skin
and broken love.
damp
sticky, frothy
and peeling,
stinging
and
foamed skin,
torn apart
muddled and
bright.
it bleeds,
and we are
staring.
