breaking florida

Spooning lovers seized in a pencil sketch. Curves of sheets tangled limbs and wisps of breath on neck. Skin tight Calvin Kleins and smoking guns. To fall in love with words. You said it couldn't be done. Did you know you talk too much? Split-screened with a Spartan you’re an ocean of shoals. Would you have drawn love on paper for me? Sticks and stones will break my bones but words inspire ruin. You said you loved me in a text message, then hung me out to dry. Lynched the fire ‘til it dripped from my toes. Like everglades we vanished; in a heartbeat of time you banished me to suspended abhorrence. My artist angel cradled me when God set me down in her arms. She is no stranger to struggle either. Perfection takes work. Fate is a gift, not an opportunity for exploitation. One day you’ll understand. Perhaps you already do. But you will never understand with me or near me or for me because nothing about me was created to appease your faulty desires your squealing insecurities your obsession with control, no, you had your summer to suck up my soul and spit it in mud. I hope it was fun, for it will return no sooner than the laundering of my deathbed’s sheets.

Tonight I decided to live in this hole this desolate hole whored wholesome. Holy shit I showered in snot, rolled around in your bed and you slept in it. My gooey DNA, a bon-a-fide amber ejection. The Spielberg brain’s extrinsic to unfabled possibility, so why ain’t mine? Get that bastard on the phone and he’ll tell you he broke once twice many times but his breaking birthed classic summer blockbusters whereas mine inspires utmost primordial hackery. Sometimes it’s apathy, sometimes it’s God finger-flicking you off his casting couch because your acne burned the bucks right out of his holy wallet. Nobody fucks the hoosiers, the hoosiers get fucked, and what about tomorrow? Tomorrow we wake in a snotty bed fall in that hole again break together and discover ourselves anew. It is a pleasure to shatter with you repeatedly. Here’s to eternal failure, my love.