You're too this
If you go out like that...
If you look like this
A Hilbaly jacket?
Your legs look corpselike

Tell me
Your deepest
Darkest secret
And when I find
To face accept
In the heat
Use as casting stone
On it etched
HOW DOES IT FEEL YOU S**T

sixth was bored
Tailored aboard
Drop off a board'
Stopped me abroad

He's so pretty
like the sun
Staring at something hot
Glad all I can see

I looked
Solar retinopahy
Burned into perception

Like a hym in my canal
Otopathy
my whitenoise

Like my right hand
Myopathy
Readjusting to one

Without you
Have breath no more

Without you
This poem couldn't bore

Without you
Know where I'd be sight

that's right
Thanks MR Oxygen