PEACHES IN THEMEDICINE CABINET

Smile for the picture Sing for the plate Everything looks prettier Outside the gate Especially with a filter Her profile had sunlight Books by the bed Healer, old soul Flowers instead Cross on her necklace Honey in her tone Looked like a safe place Felt like a home First glass sweet Second one sweeter Woke up sick Somehow I need her Romantic Or pharmaceutical Two little peaches By the bathroom glass Every time I swallowed The doorway moved back No rope No bars No villain in black Just breakfast downstairs And my phone in her bag That's how the breadcrumb works You don't follow the bread You follow the person She planted in your head Peaches in the medicine cabinet Sugar in the glass, honey in the trap Pretty little profile said"Come as you are" Funny how"welcome" turns into"come back" Sweet, sweet Everything sweet Candy-house love With a lock underneath Peaches in the medicine cabinet Love on the label Ownership beneath Justice in her bio Causes in the frame Everybody knew The respectable name Soft-focus saint Perfect little captions Public compassion Private jurisdiction Reputation Excellent security Plant flowers by the fence Nobody checks the height Do enough good in daylight Darkness looks less right Profile said sanctuary Fine print said dependency Love got borders Aid got an embassy Fed me from my garden Charged me for the crop Called my leaving betrayal When I finally found the lock Domestic foreign policy Bombs for democracy Should've read the profile But the profile read me first Should've checked the candy But hunger did the work Should've feared the kindness That needed eyes to see The safest-looking hands Had fingerprints on me Peaches in the medicine cabinet Sugar in the glass, honey in the trap Pretty little profile said"Come as you are" Funny how"welcome" turns into"come back" Sweet, sweet Everything sweet Candy-house love With a lock underneath Peaches in the medicine cabinet Love on the label Ownership beneath Then I found the archive Screenshots Receipts Different little versions Of me Every weakness dated Every favor saved Every night I couldn't place Already neatly framed Convenient Look what I did for you I looked Half asleep in photographs Smiling like a witness If the victim looks grateful Cage gets complicated If the captor looks righteous Truth gets cross-examined Call the cops She smiled They know me Church knew her Neighbors loved her Internet blessed her I had scars And a story Guess who photographs better? You said this house was safe No She said It looked safe Important distinction Gingerbread walls Dating-app glow Candy in the window Nowhere to go Swipe right Step inside Warm little oven Lock on the side Little pill Little kiss Little lie Little chain New profile Old game New flag Same claim New savior Same transaction Better New filter Old face Peaches in the medicine cabinet Sugar in the glass, poison in the match Saint in the selfie Witch in the kitchen Everybody loves her Till the breadcrumbs lead back Sweet, sweet Everything sweet Till the candy sticks Your teeth to the leash Peaches in the medicine cabinet Love on the label Ownership beneath God is good God is good Perhaps But evil learned branding A long time ago New match Careful