love the way that expensive clothes hang from teenaged bones. the way gold chains drip, heavy, draw back with empty breaths. short, expanding. like the streetlights in the fog. orange stars exploding in the wet air. wet lips, traced with a tongue. drive the whole world crazy. i’m pretty and they like me. and thats enough. you love the way they love me. love the they way eat me. drink me. you still haven’t learned to take it slow. you want it all. the gravitational pull of a child in all the wrong places. the money that could come from it. chipped your teeth on gold and diamonds. i was just that easy. a red light, tinted green when you wanted to go. cut through a crowded room. thrive upon these troubled times. eat me. drink me.