Meat

rome’s got a broken nose rome knows the path through the catacombs below paris rome flowers rome bath rome lols & laughs @ once rome with the same look in all his pictures rome promises what will become of my body if i let him in says he’ll play me like a violin while he burns rome talks big shit pretends to be younger than he is photoshops color on his lips always somewhere “exotic” rome sends pictures of his dick toppled stone column caravaggio limp rome shows up on my doorstep after tracking my phone’s gps rome’s very romantic basilica filled with spit all traffic inside him emojis are rome’s romance language

he types: wink, angel, diamond he types: tongue, prayer, pig when i don’t reply he types: knife, woman, skull he types: wolf, gun, toilet

rome throws up small cities on my front steps rome lifts his skirt & out falls a plague rome scares the neighbors you can’t take rome anywhere the neighbors say the neighbors don’t care if rome dies long as flowers