Soph Ernst Soph Poems

alone thinking
alone with
THEM
...

lines
deep as an
ocean
lines
...

the body.
to some a temple.
to some an object.
to some a tool.
...

trama
you flinch when I move towards you
you cry when I leave
you're scared to be alone
...

inhale nic
exhale smoke

the claim of the smoke
...

him
he left me with
dark brushes
...

he told you he just wanted
to hang out
but really he wanted in
your pants
...