you talk
you talk
you talk
you talk, but do you even
think ?

do you remember? within the frivolous talk you made,
the expression hanging off my face?
did you stop for even a second,
to think about how i felt
misplaced?

i don't need your commiseration,
but there really wasn't even the slightest of hesitation
you couldn't hide your excitement
and forgot that it was my disappointment

you were so happy, i don't blame you
if it were me, i would be too
that doesn't mean it's right of you
it wasn't very nice of you

to assume i don't have hurt crawling up my insides
whenever i meet you
and see in your eyes,
hear in your tone,
feel in your presence
all the precious little things i've just lost.

tilt back
tears slide
back,
back,
back into your eyes, from the harrowing place
they were siphoned into life. they
seep through your skull,
slide down your throat,
swallow.

just swallow them, like they are
pain,
sugarcane.