damn, braces. bless relaxes.

i looked with favor on
your itchy wrists
mouthfuls of profanity
cracked nail polish and vulgarity
the slashes in the tongues
of your old beaten sneakers
creases in the toes
where you wedged them under the bleachers
where you planted a kiss upon his knuckle
teasing the buckle on his belt, knelt, suckled

later you were
complaining over boys
scouring the dresser
yelling at birds for making noise
you tell me i'm not a good one
as you figure out what to wear
because i want you across my chest
twisting all the bedsheets
breathing all my air

now here i am chasing sparks
anything to feel again
to lighten up the dark
but you were such a ****ing inferno
to have so charred my heart

i'm forgetting memories and making enemies
cursing you for moving
under other blankets
for using other men's ashtrays
stealing their sweatshirts
testing their patience

you know as well as i do
mine are the only arms that should be holding you
mine are the only hands that should be choking you
i was the only boy
to ever open you.
the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones that never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn

Shit, I wrote something then my internet got turned off and I hit 'post' -.- Anyway, to just sum up:

The first and second stanzas are really great. The rest, I didn't enjoy as much tbh. It doesn't seem like other stuff I've read from you, feels more bare and underdeveloped. The wording in the last two lines in the last stanza sort of go against you showing that being someone's first is something important. Though the first half of that stanza is good. Also not a fan of the third stanza, it's cliche to me. It would definitely work with some revisions though.