.46

just like
the paintings
i’ve covered
you up

the canvas’
with gesso
my mind
with the drugs

.45

people do a lot of things
for a lot of reasons.
girls lie about sex
all day everyday.
i get a little overexcited
a lot of the time.

.44

You gonna bust that chump down to size?
Make him needy and weak?
Have him questioning his every move?
When his one desire is you.

It sickens me.
Looks like a ruse from here.
I’m trying to forget,
yet I can’t disconnect.

Will you
go STRAIGHT for him?
Or will you go
straight FOR HIM?

.43

hope you find
what you need
hope you need
what you find
our stars won’t collide
our planets won’t align
torturing hearts
just your way to survive

never again
will you choose to ignore me
the rest of your life
you will bore me and floor me
i won’t be told to stop staring
and you’ll never be seen
reciprocal kindness
is an obsessive’s dream

that you do well
that you do good
the most generous
that i can be
i wish it was more
by the end of the day
it’s a drop in the ocean
a tear in the sea

.42

a wicked transformation
is underfoot
a brain wave of possible terror
a hidden nosebleed
a caution

investigative pontification
there is an answer
and it is underfoot
like winter bricks worn
and potholed