"abitch" poems
your absence is much more distracting
than your presence
and god, do i hate time difference.
i sleep around when you're awake
and i can't stop wondering
if you do the same.
thoughts, thoughts, thoughts irrational
anxi, anxious, anxiously waiting
ple, pleas, please don't leave.
desperation is the color that flushes my cheeks
oh how you must think of me...
my poor, poor mr. darcy.
then, i find myself ***** for ghosts
who will never appear.
o! how silly of me.
to ever even fathom being in your hades
so don't you ever fu-
you text me.
everything fizzles away
sitting.
patiently.
ever so
patiently. my
pavlovian.
response.
i love it
when you tighten
that leash on me
anxi, anxious, anxiously waiting
for another stimulus
what abitch move.
for you to deny me
that
ha!
and god, do i hate time difference.
Mar 4, 2020
Mar 4, 2020 at 3:04 PM UTC