See, it’s just me and you
Here in this reality

I am her
And you are you

No one else intrudes
In this space

You said she’s fissile
What does that mean?
Like energy,
Exploding dynamically
Or slate or crystals,
Not letting you through.

You wanted to know
Where my mind would
Go,
Offered advice
Pretended you wanted
Mine too,
Only to find
That I’m her,
Fissile,
Split in two
But so are you,
I am her
And you are
You,
I don’t see anyone
Else,
Just you,
Is that what you
Were aiming for?

I hate the way you lie
I hate the way you look at me
I hate the way you make me feel
I hate the way you apologize
After you make me feel sad
After you made me felt useless
After you made me felt like I was nothing at all
I hate the way you made me felt  helpless
I hate the way you made me felt hopeless
I hate that you took away everything I cared about
I hate the way you broke my heart
I hate the way you took my heart in your hands and crushed it
I hate that you were there for me
I hate the fact that you made me soulless
I hate the fact that you made me cold hearted
I hate the fact that you made me heartless
I hate that I can't be myself
I hate the fact that you made me just like you
Because of you, I am heartless, I am cold-hearted
I am soulless
Because of you I am so harshed to all guys
I am always paranoid
I am always hurting men's feelings
Breaking their hearts
Look what you've done to me

...bobby stole a car
george jumped
through
the open back window
we tied robbie up
left him on some ones porch
were surprized when
the spainish people carried
him into the house
(so much for robbie)
we egged chamburg's parents
put a box on a porch
with john inside
rang the doorbell and
ran
across the street to hide behind a car
john jumped out
the lady screamed
the husband yelled
john ran
came back the next night
attached a long cord to
the empty box
rang the doorbell....

hang on st. Christopher

the moon
        was never fuller
and we all enjoyed
a little madness for
awhile