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If You're Gonna be Petty

He got fat by the way.

Tuesday 1343

I don't understand what's going wrong or how to fix it I'm losing you and I don't know why

Sunday 1120

I dreamed of you last night, dreamed that you were ready to leave her and come to me.

Dear God, my dreams are cruel.

Thursday 1301

Every minute ticking by twists the knife a bit deeper.

Anything you can do I can do better, I can do rejection better than you.

WHERE ARE YOU YOU ARE ALL I HAVE

Saturday 1945

I can't breath without you.

Sunday 0726

I dreamed about you last night.

Just like I prayed to.

Tuesday 2208

I would give anything to dream of you tonight.

It's always her for you;

and always you for me.

The Color of Irony

Does it even register with you who you are talking to

When you sob about her ignoring you all the time?

Saturday 2325

So it was another day where I was alone yet in this stranglehold and I think I think I think again as always I can't take this much more will you make up your mind damn you decide what you want because

I deserve to walk down the street hand in hand with someone who's not ashamed of me and you won't give me that but you won't give me the freedom to find it elsewhere and

I'm trapped in this half life, half existence and you are slowly suffocating me why won't you just choose just choose and love but

Reality is that you already did.

Throw me in the Water, Call me Bob.

It's wearing me down you know, like asphalt against flesh grinding me down to stubs.

I need to remember this

Just another groupie, right?

54 Grit

"But it would be nice you know? If I was coming home to someone who cares, someone who is proud of the work I do"

Your lips are abrading my skin, excoriating while you hold my hand, sanding me open into a bleeding wound. And I am mute as always, eyes flicking away before you can see the damage done so thoughtlessly, throat clenching because because because because it's only like this

by

your

choice.

Monday 1809

And in the East your sun rises

commands

returns

by daybreak your god has arrived commanding sacrifice what you give

will never be enough to satisfy her appetite voracious all thirsting all demanding

and I will watch from afar as you kneel to worship once more.

Separation Anxiety

His body is lean and wiry under my hands our thrusts frantic with need heedless of the night air or the cars or the mountains or anything at all as we mate like frenzied animals or maybe teenagers in a darkened parking lot; I leave him gasping for air when we are done.

We know one another the way all people from small towns do, comparing graduating years and siblings and who has worked with who; a pleasant surprise in discovering a mutual desire, as these things go sometimes.

And in the morning I send you the hardest message of all.

Thursday 2204

You told me we would still be friends.

You told me we would still be friends.

You told me we would still be friends.

You told me we would still be friends.

You told me we would still be friends.

You told me we would still be friends.

You told me we would still be friends.

You told me we would still be friends.

You told me we would still be friends.

You told me we would still be friends.

You told me we would still be friends.

You told me we would still be friends.

You told me we would still be friends.

You told me we would still be friends.

You told me we would still be friends.

You told me we would still be friends.

Christmas, 2019

You are there, and I am here, and everything has changed forever. Nothing matters but that.

Tuesday 1923

Christmas, 2017:

You are gone you are gone it is over and I eat uncounted tranquilizers to blunt the broken shards of my soul. I lie mindless on my bed willing my heart to stop beating, vessels to stop pulsing, if I could stop breathing by sheer force of will I would, because you are gone; nothing matters but that.

Christmas, 2018:

I have lost count of the times you have told me you love me today, I need nothing else. You love me; nothing matters but that.

Your bike is gone from the garage, and I don't know when that happened.

What I'd really like is to stop dreaming about you.