[daydreams of fake people]
my heart
had stained
her white hands
blue and black
streaks of my heart's blood
stained on those pale palms
blue
because she held it so gently
that the second
it shattered
the blood had no time
to turn red
in the atmosphere of oxygen
before
it ruined
her pretty hands
black
because she had poisoned me so quietly
that my veins
were polluted
with her love
and turned
my heart
black
right
in
her
fingertips
-i am slightly attracted to elohim