New York

New York

I wanna bleed and write

and pour every word in my veins

I wanna be remembered

as the girl who writes pain

But I also wanna reach the sky

and fill the heavens with sunshine

I wanna live by the sea

and let the deep consume me

Or go to the city

and ask whores how they’re feeling

But maybe most of all

I wanna do something out of love

and be loved for it

Like turning you to poetry

and call it under your name

12-21-20