I came and I came all over the place and frothy split lips are now blue
with all and my without I scream at you.
Go!

To the corner store we went to buy pencils and scrap book glue and I folded the papers I mended into failed attempts at flightless airplanes.
still Go!

I know that I can't love you right but I do care how it breaks you and I stay because its clean. Nothing is sharp here, not even my tongue dulled from months wasted into years.
so Climb!

Out of immediate danger but into eventual peril I seek lost dark waves of useless swagger like some kind of slim slick slatter word forever ****** but not to much
Don't!

End this calmly with the turn of a page and a tiny thin glass shard
because I love her