Coughing up blood!
Coughing up artifacts!
Revelations in the sun room
The highway in the distance

All I hear is a semblance
Of some fucking resonance
Of my own shortcomings
Of a lifeline in the pit

Tinnitus
Sweaty tits
“Fuck me for being too sweet”
I was a fucking teenage brat
Consoled by my own delusions

For
This is poetry
I just have to prove it