because you think every poem has something to do with something you've done
or something you've said
and you're reading the thoughts that were never read
or you think there is someone else because you just cannot imagine being compared to a sunny day
because your relationship doesn't go that way
because to be deep means surely it has to be about you
and when it isn't then you'll pick apart your brain to see who it's about
just to figure it out
and then you'll realize it was that ***** from six summers ago
let it go
shut your mouth
No I'm going to ask
Who is this about?
Nobody is what you'll say
and I'll know that's a lie

It's hard dating a poet and now you know why

we don't need the light
our hands give us sight
our fingers do the talking
and they say the sweetest things
butterfly wings flutter
down my back and I shudder
my chest against the mattress
hold me down with your caress
no other sound but deep, bated breaths
the longer it lasts the better it gets
restrain me with your sweet violence
kiss my nape and let's revel in silence
legs are burning from the friction
and together we reached for oblivion