I am a invalid trapped in this interior.
You ask WHY? As you look at my shell.
You can't wrap your head around how I was
stolen borrowed and bought.
It's hard to break free the corners of my mind.
That's where you will find me.
Cleaning the clutter left behind.
It's difficult to move forward when two angles meet.
See I start at the top but, I just can't feel my feet.

Don't say words in midnight silence.
For a bird like me might become a crow and pick at your heart and eat your soul. I don't mean to be built this way. But, you came to me in a off day. Okay its true. I'm ******* off everyday but, I try to be true. No that's a lie. Its all lie's. Just get away. Its best for both. Cause, you know I will.......no you don't know! You don't ******* know me. To be real. I've been played before. I don't even trust my sister next door. We don't have a chance. See,.. I trust no one. Not even myself. Its best you stay away, until you feel no more. In fact get the **** out.
I once dreamed about a guy like you. But I'm damage goods.
I will never be . I will never see. I will never be free. I will never be once more. Sure its look good in the out. But,I 'm a girl that will never be without.
So, I'm doing you a favor when I say get the **** out.

The place was packed at six-thirtyish
whenever I arrived
and I found my way to one of three
consecutive and only
open seats.

I dropped my *** on the one furthest
away from the door
and opened up a new tab for myself
by middle-clicking on
the bartender.

She brought me a sloppy pint of lager first
then reached for Jackie-D
and I moved my hand to place my palm
over the circumference of
my shot glass.

Straight into her eyes I inquire about my curse:
"what kinds of brandy?"
then she stammers, and glances at the speedrack
under the cacophony I mutter:
"Christian Brothers."