The secret moves that you make that no one ever sees-
like the I look cute mirror dance..
or how you shame others when you’ve been shamed…
or the way your face is ugly when you sing a song you really love…
or the smile in the corner of your lips when you cry…
the pissed off in public face…
what you do when your stomach hurts you…
the type of shit you don’t consider as stealing that you take…
or the smell of your neck after you’ve just gulped while telling me another lie…
-are all that I need to know about you.
Chicken bones in ashtrays
