I woke up in the morning and I didnโt want anything, didnโt do anything, couldnโt do it anyway, just lay there listening to the blood rush through me and it never made any sense, anything.
Richard SikenI wanted to be wanted and he was very beautiful, kissed with his eyes closed, and only felt good while moving. You could drown in those eyes, I said, so itโs summer, so itโs suicide, so weโre helpless in sleep and struggling at the bottom of the pool.
Richard Siken