Cement dump truck
Broken mind don't give a ****
About daydreams- half movie scenes
Reading veiled broken hearted threats
Feeling my chest
constricting
Ringing In my ears like at the punk show
You've always known I'm pretty dumb though
But il read it all
Saying "It's not as bad as it looks"
But I know il just be held in thrall
Reading your published poetry books
Bout how I nailed you to the freshly painted wall
Over and over and over
After the fall