crushing on your better state of mind
and the curves beneath those clothes
thrown on so haphazardly
eyelashes tickling my common interests
eyes like the characters in the comics I used to read
have you ever known somebody to hide from sunshine?
You drew little doodles on my forearm
and the scratches and smudges of ballpoint ink
still rest in my flesh’s memory - hazy as all hell -
but still there
these lines don’t stack up much in comparison
to the notes which you emit
my not so secret secret love bird
If I hadn’t lost the key to the cage
I’d shoot you my arrow straight at the sun
to see you spread wings in dazzling flight
watching the children straining their arms to touch you
but you’ve always said I hang around with the wrong kids
and I can’t deny it - but you’ve gotta see that you make that cut
mine were always the stoners and the drop outs
too young to be quite so lost in the big bad city
we pretended to be wolves and went off on our lonesome
I found you there
dire in your attempts to shrug off a world of lesser cares
you said you’d adopted a puppy in wolf’s clothing
so my bark is worse than my bite, so what?
know that I’ll be the annoying neighborhood dog
waking you up every morning at six AM
the dog that you’ll miss when you get the hell out of this town