I no longer
mistake your arrogance
for affection
(mirror, mirror)
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Don't mistake my
vanity
for affection
*(who's the fairest?* ME)

My dog likes to tell me stories about how the neighborhood dogs think my dog walking skills are boss

And the way I control a leash is classic

Likes to tell me stories about how in the middle of the night

When the lighting bugs and cigarettes are smoking (at the same time)

How I seem breath taking and celestially transcended

They think I'm cool and grounded

They think with their tails

Dogs can't really be trusted

And when we lay in bed at night

*My dog is never there the next morning

let's write a poem
I'll talk about my love of pain &
you can talk about your love of love

for you my heart beats faster
for you my lungs breath deeper
for you my day gets brighter
my hand writing better
for you I...
I forget, who are you again?

You look at me
You blink
and
It's like all the stars
In your eyes
Died

slipping like molasses
dripping down
                           ward like
                                            the feeling of a
fresh wound...
                I want to trip
and f
        a
        l
        l
into a vat
of lies
               slipping like molasses
the snaking sensation of love

I never said I was sorry. I wasn't. I never am. Go cry yourself to sleep and forget I even said something. Forget I even breathed. No wait.

I'm a lair.
I'm a lover.
I'm no good.

Hey can you promise me something? Can you promise that when the morning comes you'll forget what I said? You'll forget I existed.

I know I hold you down
Like a devil
Like a saint

Like the ghost of a lost soul who once was in love.
But I don't know what love feels like.
All I know is that it is as fickle as the wind. All I know is that it makes you cry at night.
All I know is that I'd rather not know at all.

Go home. Forget it.
Say you never knew me....

Yellow like the dandy lions
Like the fire oozing out of my veins
I just called you five times
You now have five empty voicemails
Telling you:
You are like cobalt blue
Eyes spark, they cut like diamonds
You're piercing
You're sublime
Those voicemails
I don't think they ever sent
You know the airways
Always carry away a part
Of your soul
Yellow like the sky at daybreak and the earth's core
We were all connected
Through time
And we are still missing a link

You only
call me
when you're high


(I always answer)

Once upon
a time
the princess
saved herself
(like usual)

You told me
once
that I was
*not worth it

One day
Soon
I'll wake up
And not
Reach for
Your side
Of the
Bed