Rose Sap Poem by Lexy Sogl

Twisting my intestines
as if it were some kind of fun dough
to play with

punching the air out of my stomach
laughing, as it turns the color of magic

pulling thin threads of my hair
as if you were picking flower petals

he loves me,
no,

he loves me not

spin those words of yours
into my gullible ears
promise me your lies

It’s nothing
And yet,
it’s everything,

But new

Keep
Biting my lips
And
Burning my ears

All I want
Is for you to be here
When

the sap of roses
from my mouth
flood the floors you walk on