

you don't call me by my namesaid i wished i were frank, you asked if i'd be ok with jim or sallyyou don't call me by my name
and you never got it, no, you never caught on
just watched as your lips parted, i saw your insides
and those beautiful teeth
told me not to get too beautiful, frowned when i laughed
wind screaming for the sounds neither of us could ever make and you never listened, no, you never heard me when i
said you were what hearts were made of, you beautiful little fucker
never thought you'd love me past my skin flinched between finch feathers when
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off-by-onei am squeez ing every bone in my body into just-a-little-tighter space, ever just-a-little: just-a-little-more just-a-little-less just-a-little-further just-a-little-longer just-a-little-too-slow just-a-little-too-lateoff-by-one
teeth stretch ing at the thought
of you hold ing me,
the way fathers carry their children on their toes; swamps of never-know ing yet never-needing-to-know; conflicted threads of wrong and wronger:
there's never been anything more beautiful than this.
ps: i am so sorry for being late with the thank you but i have not had a lot of time on my hands for DA.
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i am as honest as i can be
without feeling like i ripped your
heart out of your chest.
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