What's worse than
behavior
running amok?
What's worse than
betrayal
self-imposed?
I'll tell you
the
conclusion
I've
drawn tonight.
In my marrow
enmity grows,
infects my self-regard.
How else did I find
myself here, dejected,
wholly wet
pursuing
brief contentment
through besmirched
eyeliner
streaming my face
in a mirror,
in your home,
at night without a car?
I'll catch the TriMet
to my bed, once again.
Jun 15, 2017
Jun 15, 2017 at 7:40 PM UTC
What's worse than
behavior
running amok?
What's worse than
betrayal
self-imposed?
I'll tell you
the
conclusion
I've
drawn tonight.
In my marrow
enmity grows,
infects my self-regard.
How else did I find
myself here, dejected,
wholly wet
pursuing
brief contentment
through besmirched
eyeliner
streaming my face
in a mirror,
in your home,
at night without a car?
I'll catch the TriMet
to my bed, once again.
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