[modus-poperandi]

you make me feel like

i’m seven years old again

patiently waiting

to lick the stamp

[modus-poperandi]

sitting next to a radiator

is not a supplement

for human touch

[modus-poperandi]

sometimes a new love

smells like summer rain

[modus-poperandi]

have you ever

looked at someone

and saw yourself?

is that what it means

to be human?

[modus-poperandi]

i hope one day

i have the courage

to tell you

you’re a bad driver

[modus-poperandi]

stab me

i’ll forgive you

but nothing will get rid of the scar

you left behind

[modus-poperandi]

if you ever look down

and you get scared

hold my hand

i’m right behind you

[modus-poperandi]

guide to escape this world:

hold up a mirror to another mirror

become a reflection of yourself

[modus-poperandi]

a blue scarf

wrapped around her neck

tighter than the noose was only three days ago

because who wants to think about death

at a little girl’s funeral

[modus-poperandi]

punch me

push me

play me

treat me like shit

but don’t you dare tell me you love me

you have no right to wield that weapon anymore

[modus-poperandi]

next time

before you jump

call me

[modus-poperandi]

time can’t heal any pain

it only dulls

find me the cure for chronic malaise

[modus-poperandi]

put me back in his bed

chain our legs together

or else rip me away before i forget how to run

[modus-poperandi]

four masochists in a hot tub

[modus-poperandi]

you’re stretching my cardigan

[modus-poperandi]

cover him with limbs

[modus-poperandi]

the guy second to left is wearing clogs