Looking at you
A puddle of bored
A restless of sad
A happyless shade of i wish I could
Still and calm
Pebbles inside
Piercing my heels

You’re a two car garage
A never do I have to ask do you still like me
You’re a bed is always made breakfast at 7
You’re a glasses on the nightstand with a book kind of man kind man
You’re the stability that I ran from and now crave
Joke is on me
My bed has been made
And you stare at me
But I dare not taste
I dare not taste that sip of watery water
That saltless bread
The missionary with the lights off ***
The how are you everyday
And I keep pulling you in
And I keep pulling you in
Even though I’m not allowed to touch

I told you I didn’t want to be with you
You said you were sorry and you wouldn’t be able to continue a relationship with me
I told you I don’t want a relationship anymore
You said you were sorry but you’d have to leave

Crinchy cratch crows
Crinchy cratch graw graw grows
Crinchy crinchy
Cratchy cratch
Cratch croo
Cratchy you

What does it mean if he stares at me
My friends all say he must like what he sees
And father says he must find me intimidating
And I find the stares nauseating
Because
The
Last thing
That I want
is another man
I have to see
Become infantile and the
epitome of mediocrity
No Thank you
I have enough puddles of wax
On my hands

Darlin’s arms are so hairy
Like the Sistine chapel in the 16th century
Darlin turned 16 on the 16th
But you wouldn’t know it by the way she’s been kissing anything over 18
And anything is a brick wall jumping
Doing nothing
Feeling something
While Darlin begins to learn numb
Dumb
And too young

Is it better to be lonely or loyal
My heart put on trial
An audience watching
Knowing the ending
Crystallized moaning
So many offers
And I stuck with you
A burdensome bandaid on a 30 year wound
A cold empty empty in a cold empty room
And I stay here waiting as I apologize to you