.

i want to buy these mice a home so
that their presence helps keep the table clear
i think i’ll place it in the gap between the door and the floor
in the hopes of keeping the noise out and
of having at least one of us feel
a sense of being welcome

the paper bags in my hands wouldn’t feel
heavy if they knew where they were going maybe
and hitting my head against the bed again doesn’t stop me from
showing off the letters on my chest although
i’ve been known to miss the mark

if there's a spark in her eyes it’s 'cause she stole the light from mine
but i like the cold because it makes me feel alive

my favorite part comes around
when the two trains meet and for a second
i can catch a glimpse of everyone’s place in the world
before we’re whisked away to
our respective loneliness

or maybe it’s where the streets
run narrow like those in the places where
connection, if anything, tastes a bit more genuine
it's quite polarizing but this time i’ll seek
comfort in the grey of it until it
all comes rushing back

they say home is where the heart is so this probably still isn’t it
but it will do for now

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HI GUYS
I'M FRIENDS WITH MY EX AGAIN
YOU KNOW THAT EX THAT BROKE MY HEART
AND LEFT ME FOR THE ******* JACOB
YES, SHE'S STILL AS SELFISH AS EVER
STILL USING WORDS LIKE "I LOVE YOU FOREVER"
JACOB WAS AN ***, A FARCE SHE SAYS
SO I PLAY ALONG ON MY LESS BUSY DAYS

SHE ASKED FOR MY HEART AGAIN
YES THE SAME EX THAT LEFT ME STANDING IN THE RAIN
STILL AS CONCEITED AS EVER
SAYING I DAMAGED HER FOR ANYONE, EVER
AND HERE I WAS THINKING I WAS THE VICTIM
"IN A GOOD WAY" SHE ADDS
EVER HEARD OF THE WORD ADDICTUM?

THE OTHER NIGHT SHE TOLD ME ABOUT A GUY
GOOD WITH WORDS
SHE LOVED THE WAY HE TALKED
BUT DESPITE ALL OF THE TIME SPENT WITH TODD,
SHE DIDN'T WANT HIM AND WHY?
AND THE ALARMS IN MY HEAD TOLD ME NOT TO
"WHAT DO YOU WANT THEN" I MUMBLED
TO CHORUSED ANSWERS OF "YOU"
LIKE THAT WAS THE MORAL OF THE STORY

HEAD'S DOWN IN DESPAIR
KNOWING FULL WELL THAT I'M STUCK AGAIN
IT'S EASY TO FALL FOR HER I MUST SAY
AND I CAN'T HAVE HER FEEL ALONE IF I DISAPPEARED
I'M EITHER TOO NICE OR TOO FOOLISH
YOU CHOOSE
SO THE PLAN IS TO SLOWLY VANISH OR BETTER STILL
POLITELY, LET HER CHIP AWAY AT ME TILL I AM
BACK TO THE DUST

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Gentle calls as evening falls.
I heard a nightingale
Far beyond the eaves it cried
in darkness, it prevailed.

It sang to me it's lullaby
and lo, I listened well,
In shadows where it could not see,
within it's peaceful spell.

The sound so gently soothing
to a heart that's troubled so.
It's song caressed my soul
and seemed a sign, so I would know.

That all our cares are small indeed, compared to many more
Whose pain is deeper than my own,
whose needs go to their very core.

And tho I could not answer,
in a way that it could see
I thank the angel, that sent down,
that nightingale to me.
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