blood ink

blood ink
there are stories written on the underside of my skin
facing inwards
written in blood
you’ll never read them unless
you get closetomybones
or
capture my heart

capture my heart?
sometimes i really am quite irrational, thinking
that i’ve fallen in love—
(what a lie)
that i can confide in someone again—
(what a lie)
i do that often:
deceiving myself?
it’s an art.

these words are hard to read
mescriINDECIsPHERABbblsLEesy,
designated only for the most trusted, the most worthy
are you pure of heart?

there are secrets written on the underside of my skin
facing inwards
if you share them, i won’t tell you more

here’s a secret (keep it safe):
trust no one

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