i want you to tell me
that my hair smells like
drug store shampoo
that was bought with a coupon
that i ripped with my nibbled fingernails
from the sunday paper
i will ask you to ask him
because he won’t respond to me
i enjoy making people say what i want them to say
my sentences inspire people to lie
when i can’t decide to use a pencil
or a pen
i hold them both in my hands
to decide if i’m willing to erase what
i believe in
i like book ends
no spaces in between lies
less than a 10pt
there are no blanks to put my own words in
i drink so much coffee
to fill in the filter
that i do not have
a girl once told me that if i paint my nails
i will have bad luck
so i never paint my nails
i wish i didn’t fold all the laundry you gave me
i should have just folded my own
Apr 13, 2015
Apr 13, 2015 at 10:46 AM UTC
i want you to tell me
that my hair smells like
drug store shampoo
that was bought with a coupon
that i ripped with my nibbled fingernails
from the sunday paper
i will ask you to ask him
because he won’t respond to me
i enjoy making people say what i want them to say
my sentences inspire people to lie
when i can’t decide to use a pencil
or a pen
i hold them both in my hands
to decide if i’m willing to erase what
i believe in
i like book ends
no spaces in between lies
less than a 10pt
there are no blanks to put my own words in
i drink so much coffee
to fill in the filter
that i do not have
a girl once told me that if i paint my nails
i will have bad luck
so i never paint my nails
i wish i didn’t fold all the laundry you gave me
i should have just folded my own
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