Fatal Aristotle
for as long as i can remember,
i’ve been dwelling within a war
one-sided, so gemini and sick;
one-sided, deep red end of a matchstick
you’ll never know what’s beneath the skin
and that eases my brain the most
this whole time, i had a broken, unlocked door
while i blamed the draft on the ghost
i say i’ll never fall victim to the stars
but this taught me my own ways the most
or is it myself basking in your material?
i can smell the chemicals—you must be close
how intense this has been, darling
but now the angel has taken up the throne
and this is where i resign
and i’ll leave you desolate in this vacant home
and it’s finally over.
-BLUE.




