“From that moment, I knew it was too late to save her.
She has gone all gooey in the middle.”


This is ******* ridiculous,
We are both awake at 1am and you don’t talk to me
I’m way too meretricious
Source of vast and ******.
What thoughts I have of you tonight?
This night, the other night?
The night you came to me in a dream
And frightened me with your sight?

I know I’m pathetic
This is  all the context of me
None of this is poetic,
I’m bathing in your disdain-
That’s the privilege of mine
Maybe the time will pass
And I wont feel the need to drown my sorrows in wine.
  
We are both together
On different sides of everything
That could be imagined-
Did we leave something that still stings?

Once in one of my angelic dreams
You were a creature that sings
You gave me hope, I don’t want to admit that
But in this machinery of morose bleeding days
It vanished, like it wasn’t even the case.