pick a spot turn, drop to
blundering, wondering, numbering.
take a chair,
stop. cease. release. in one piece. no niece.
(I’m too young and far more likely.)
flirting, skirting, inverting
my face so it’s me,
to a tee, and now free, to be, prett-ee,
block this sock
take a bow you have wowed them all with how you
stop 1..2 stop 4..5 stop 7.. and
the evanescent thump of you
pervading in my inappropriate parts–
to the second gender that smells as sweet,
to the separate lender who I never keep,
sweep my wave again,
pulse my crave my friend
because there are where the words lie;
because this is why I cannot cry.
caught in the mind of me,
all in the thought of three.
try and read my mind again–
I said I love you in a sales receipt:
I bought your love
– cigarette, 3:00am confession
The cost was cheap
+ two year’s insurance increases my return.
I love you, I said it…
return fee = one burning blanket.
she thought it was because of a kiss
or maybe just for lack of this
but his songs keep her coming back
to all she thought she had packed
this can’t bring him back, it didn’t before
it’s not even worth it, their friendship is more
but she can’t help but notice that her perfect man
looks more and more like her best friend…damn.
I don’t understand it cause he sure doesn’t see it
it’s not that she wants it, it’s that they just fit
cause perfect turned out a bit lopsided
she smiles to be so misguided
it must be him, she’s even changed her mind
look at this, she learned how to rhyme.