I’m trying to medicate.
Swallow my pity.
Wish you’d stay with me.
Tell me it’s easy.
Cut me a bouquet.
Don’t let go.
Lace your fingers around my throat.
Make it safe.
I’m afraid.
I swear I don’t believe in much.
A halo below.
A halo above.
I’ve got your petal on the tip of my tongue.
Call it a ritual.
Call it protection.
I’m trying to medicate.
Erase my body.
Replace it with anything.
Place it beside you.
St. John's Wort
de Pity Sex
