November 2009
“She turned away from me and softly, maybe to herself, said, “Jesus, I’m not...”
– Looking for Alaska
Ever Want to Crawl, Nikki Giovanni
poetry365:
ever want to crawl
in someone’s arms
white out the world
in someone’s arms
and feel the world
of someone’s arms
it’s so hot in hell
if i don’t sweat
i’ll melt
