I awoke wanting
To cry myself back to sleep
With no idea why
Wanting
dirty dishes
Fairy Tales
One thing is certain
Fairy tales do not exist
But I still believe
Lie
You’ll just lie to me
If I asked you to confess
So, just lie to me
What I Deserve
I will never praise
Nor condone anything less
Than what I deserve
What I like
I drink and I smoke
When I’m lost in a deep space
Hungover tango
Strangers
We were like strangers
In a cafe on Sunday
Playing amnesia
The Purpose
For the sake of love
For the sake of poetry
And dirty dishes…
Love Notes and Dirty Dishes #1285
I don’t like to fall
But there’s something in your eyes
That’s pulling on me
Secret lover
I have a secret
Lover who I can call on
To clean my dishes
Savages
I don’t crave you now
Check back with me tomorrow
We are savages
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