2016
bring me things to break myself upon till
yes, darling you should come & take care of me, someone has to, & you
the very idea that i could be
if i stub my fucking toe it’s their fault so say i, and who could argue? you almost
if ever someone is my dearest ear who hears my truth as theirs
excuse me, i thought you were also the center of a fractal
let’s put all the stupid things in a pile and call them “love” or “worry” or
man, it’s hard to come down from impossible hopes seemingly
I understand the tattoo now “VERITAS” on your wrist, only there because it is entirely absent everywhere else.
so, come on then, brilliant one, see, i’ve been waiting for you with eyes
so, i’m in this spiritual war. maybe you aren’t, but i am. many great losses
no means no. no response means no. (everyone knows maybe means nothing
cool this angst some with beer, amazing how it works, three in and suddenly ashamed that i could hate
something you need makes you its bitch, yes even as it isn’t coming, no when love stands you up & all the more sweet
oh, and how it gets you these bastard assumptions, one or two commonalities
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