Sapphires Haze

All My Fantasies Are Violent 

When I lay in the bathtub the fish come take my bubbles 

I go to bed and the garden seeps my roots

I brush the bloomed flowers, down come the buds 

The orange peel does not sticky me 

Taller than thy mountains 

When I make men climb the ladders of love

Hear the cries of Mercutio

Paw me a mango, hit me over the head

Tell me something terrible, wish for us to wed 

I have my lips on my hands and baby my baby

They like to eat, let me ground us with the spices

Burn till we’re edible, doused in hot sauce 

Butcher I am only, with or without the head of horns I've grown 

I answered the phone, lugged all the hay bales

Plugged in the gamecube, made the cats up with moss 

In this skirt that I’m wearing, don't presume 

The veils that I’ve lost  

My Friend Just Won An Esports Tournament 

 

I PRAY FOR THOSE LITTLE KIDS NOW 

HIM WHO LET THE GREEN CRUMBLE TO ASH AND BEETLE LEGS CRISP

DID YOU KNOW IF YOU RIP A SPIDER'S LEGS OFF

THEY BEG FOR LIFE LIKE HEADLESS CHICKENS?

HER WITH THE MUD SCULPTURES AND DINNER BELL FINGERS

CAN YOU REMEMBER BEING SO SMALL,

THE SUMMER HEAT CONSUMING, LARGE?

NO HOLDING HANDS BUT

WHEN THEY RACE DOWN THE STREET 

THEY PUSH EACH OTHER ONTO THE CONCRETE 

THEY DANCE TOGETHER IN MEMORIES 

IN THE HOUSE OF SEPTEMBER 

BETWEEN THE GAPS OF THE MIRRORS THEY SEE THEIR FRIEND