Tied knots
not us not us
i broke a sink and watched my dreams of you
disappear through cracks
swirling with the tide
a genie sucked back into its bottle
now i know
to feel alive
a body is just a body
nothing else
and when you
the only one who could
demanded a higher love from me
and I was a better person
I was.
The bones in my back
just bones in my back
the buds of my lip
to talk to eat
but nothing more
my hair nothing lovely
a mess i ought to cut it all off
There is no beautiful me
loved me there was
when the magic wears off
when the booze burns up
when the lights exhaust out
a floating body
light
insignificant as a wild daisy
waiting and knowing
for dogs and hunters.
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