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Elisabeth Cox April 2019
woke up in a cold sweat with my dreams sticking to my damp skin
rain pouring down outside my window
june is when spring kisses summer on the cheek
leaving behind an electric spit trail of heat lightning
june is when i fall in love with the world and myself
in june everything feels ok again
even when it's not it will be ok again
the purity of virgin summer
the wickedness of the sweltering humidity
that leaves our skin sticky when we touch
we talk like we have something to say
we walk like we have somewhere to go
we pray like there's a god
we're prey for the gods and the devils
stuck between heaven and hell
hunting us down in the purple sky twilight
when the breeze picks up and the cicadas sing
they’ve waited seven years for this
crawling out of their own skins
screaming of the overwhelming need to fuck
it’s rained for three weeks straight
drowning me in humidity
flooding me with emotions i wish i didn’t have to feel
cars hydroplane and crash into each other
like a lovers quarrel, sweaty and violent
won’t you come and destroy me again?
punch drunk on your kisses
the radio playing the soundtrack to our car crash romance