corn flower and Can't afford the Co-pay, by Sad Girl no last name
cornflower
The blue flower is lovely
Place it behind your left ear
Delicately
It makes you beautiful
The way the light caresses the corner of your eye lid is magic
A spell
It’s making a fool of me I think
I made you this warm biscuit with honey and butter
You take tender nibbles, like a baby rabbit
the smile you give makes me shiver
The hairs on my neck raise and settle
I breathe in your kiss
My dreams are made of you
No,
you are made of my dreams
The fragile femme I could never be
an empty vision
There is no bread in my oven
And there is no one to break it
Certainly no butter
Can’t afford the Co-Pay
Look
At me
Little cliche
Sitting criss cross
Eating two kinds of ice cream
Waiting for a man
To come and
Knock on my door
Hopefully
the fries I ordered will still be warm
Salt, fat, sugar, fire
Delivery
Are far more comforting than ‘chicken soup’ and therapy
It's a shame
That
It
Won't
Work.
photo of Alyssia Muñoz’s abuela y bisabuela