This
is what
it feels like
on the worst days
all those black days
oil slicks on the brain
residue of my regret is
clogging up the veins
slumping through
something like
a heartbeat
say bad things
to the good people
only fuck the bad people
doubling over at the sight of
blue jeans ripped at the knees
leather jackets studs in noses
as I’m transparent now so
weightless cold drifting
can’t feel the breeze
the colour of petals
can’t remember
the taste of
her hands as I
count each nail
with my tongue
scared to sleep
scared to wake
scared of not
feeling this
tie me to
the bed
tie me
to
a
n
y
t
h
i
n
g
Meet the Poet
Delphine Seddon is a Faber Academy graduate and studied poetry at Goldsmiths, London. She has been short/long-listed in the WHSmith Young Writers Competition and Henshaw Press Short Story Competitions, and published by Muse Pie Press. She works in the music business.
