Stuck
Nichole Beattie
Please open up.
The phone wont work
but my lighter will
So I guess Ill be all right.
Red never looked so good
on your hips
When you tickled my arm
and whispered in my ear
Tomorrow youll wear blue for me.
With a longer slit.
I know who you are
and Ill give you what you want
But can you afford it
Do you know the price?
Id wear a tag
If you promised me something
Anything.
Keep drinking, please
keep drowning yourself
it makes my job easier
A lifeboat.
If only for one night.
And I know you know that price.
It used to be free for me.
But the stakes have been raised
too high.
High.
And now my clear mind
clouds my mind
So Ill take you
to fill me up
And let you put me up on a pedestal.
Your high priest
Just come closer and let me
let you let me.
"What does that tattoo mean" you asked
Peace
and I paid a lot for it
Its not for sale
and it cant be shared
And it doesnt have much to do with
what Im going to do with
you.
Once this elevator door opens.
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