Knife to the skin
Convictions in doubt...
Preheat an oven to 350 degrees,
combine words to sugar...
You coerced me to swallow your list of demands
until I'd collapse, drunk on your restrictions...
What if I told you that I don't
love you anymore...
"He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest...
Look around you,
take a really good look...
Out of the blue you hugged
me so tightly, I honestly thought...
Once upon a time,
I used to describe you as...
I used to
believe in illusion...
They'll never understand...
The thoughts that sin in my brain...
You are everything to me,
words I recite too...
Four women in a school thick with children
chat over their ripening stomachs about...