my fingers feel heavy from wearing my rings
married to my mistakes
sign here
my name danced on the dotted line
scribbles in spilt blue ink
torn through where i blotted it; it pooled
thought i wrote on paper
instead of my skin
invisible lines curve upwards over time
like scars that hardly heal they’re
littering my arms
i purposely spelt my name wrong
thinking i’d be fine
just another misjudgement just another mistake
if only there were an award instead of an upset
i’d surely win
& this would be
gold glinting in my eye
instead of silver saline
i went to write you a letter today
but my fingers weigh a thousand pounds.
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