just bad days turning
into worse here
just cold metal sinking
into bone
we are what we speak
& he's a *******
monster
& I am petty
moody
indifference
fluttering in and out
of concern
for our
verbally battered mentality

we had a lovely dinner
last night

asiago and roasted garlic tortellini
a glass of merlot

it won't matter if you say you
don't mean it next time
I'll already be





*gone