Poetry · Writing

new post – old news

i wanted to believe you

see i can see the red in your cheeks

the fullness of your eyes

and the panting of your breath like you ran four blocks

uphill both ways through your ex’s arms to tell me

that it wasn’t like that

we are just friends-

three years trial and error

pickin’ up your baby daughter

been around nothin’ for a plotter

sippin’ tea more like toilet water.

Yet here in the rain

skeleton showing and your heart is the only thing pouring

and my heart is swollen

infected with your doubt

healed with your antibiotics

four doses of narcotics

itchin’ and you’re the one scratchin’

and I’m doing another line.



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