Ten shots of tequila
can sure make me numb,
but it didn't erase everything.
I sobered up too quickly,
and still had flashbacks of you
in my sleep.
Alcohol isn't the answer,
but, I drank it anyway.


(d.d.b)

Lately, I've been missing so many old pieces of myself
wondering where those parts went
and along what road I lost them
why I forgot them
and who saw me drop them.

i want to
be the thing
you twirl
between
your fingers