You want me
to be the me
when we first met
Don’t you know
that she is now dead?
I buried her
as soon as
you killed her

is not the way she moves
but what moves her

not the size of her bra
but the size of her heart

not the length of her hair
but that she is here for you

not her age in years
the years she gives to you

Oh, my lover

Circumstance

You've gotten ahold of me

Once again.


Today, you have me

By the hand

Tomorrow,

Around the throat.


It's heady enough

To get me high

But that may just be

Because I can't breathe.


Oh, my lover

Circumstance

Come to bed with me.  

We'll settle down

Around the break of dawn

Rise from our slumbers

Well into the afternoon.  


We can't get our hands

Off of one another.

You can't take your eyes

Off of me.


I can't get

Away from you.

I have the feeling

You'll always be

After me.


Oh, my lover

Circumstance

How I wish

You would let me go.


Relinquish your grip

On my neck

Release my skin

From between your teeth.


My dizzy existence

Wants to touch the ground again.

My selfish heart

Wishes you would

Find some other poor girl

To 'love.'

We desire mutual understandings,
Yet spare no effort in understanding,
And fear that when we are understood.

2020 will be different. 2020 will be happier. 2020 will be better. 2020 will be okay.

The sunset is proof that the end can also be beautiful.

but that only applies to the sunset not to our relationship