I stare at you like you’re wounded and I am going to eat the flesh from your bones as soon as you get dizzy and weak and fall into my arms. I don’t like you anymore. Before, I wouldn’t make eye contact, couldn’t even, because I did not want you to see the fact that…
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At the Holiday Inn with Logan
You lie to me You cry with me You’ll have to leave me I can’t be strong Our song is on Your heart’s gone Something’s wrong Why don’t you Why can’t you Why won’t you Now you’re gone But our song is on And I’m in two Why didn’t you Let love kill you To…
Cluster B
Yeah so, I wish that we were still friends. Honestly, I find myself saying that more and more to everybody that I used to know who suddenly disappeared. I suspect that in all actuality it wasn’t sudden, slowly but surely if I had been paying attention, they were letting me know that being a part…
Curl Patterns
When they’ve stayed I felt strange Like I owed them in some sort of way For putting up with me for more than a day I’ve known something needed to change One I kept for 16 years acting like I didn’t have ears When he said the only thing I fear that he never loved…
The Statue of Liberty
Put your hand over the flame again- This time It won’t get burned. -Insanity I’ve only had one start to finish better day since I have been in Ohio than today. That day was the day that I met you. Since then, I have been, at your beck and call. And you know that you…
To Each Her Own
Mr. Debonair looks good in the light and on paper he does everything right So he’s not the guy for me Obviously Upon closer inspection, it’s hard not to see That he’s annoyed with every imperfection I bring Mr. Monster is the most beautiful thing I ever did see and on paper he’s the ideal conduit…
Ruminated Rubbish
I never thought that I would miss your lying ass but I do a little bit. I miss going places with you and acting a complete ass and getting totally trashed and somehow knowing that I would make it home safely because of you. I miss the fact that you don’t mind being a freak…
Empty Junk Drawer at a landfill near Yellow Springs
I hope that you never know what it feels like to not truly matter to anyone- At the moment I’m just throwing shit at the wall to see what sticks- Nothing does. I need a category for comfort Commit to one. Label me. I’m fine with nothing. Nothing is familiar. Say, you’re nothing to me….
