I didn't understand the lines
because I could color right over them.
I could get black
and blue
on my wrists and calves
when I painted all over the carpet.
Don't hesitate
to fill
a metal dumpster
with scraps of memories
the good times I multiply into a vast ocean
of burning paper.
I tried to tie it to my waist
and hoist us both over the fence.
I was too weak
or it was too heavy
couldn't tell which

I tried, but you won't.
I didn't understand the lines
and still don't.