Diplomacy! Wicked gift!
I want to know if Imagined Me has started being perfect yet-
Your little pet that I should really care less about, for she is not mine.
I do inform, like that’s a boundary.Read More »
Diplomacy! Wicked gift!
I want to know if Imagined Me has started being perfect yet-
Your little pet that I should really care less about, for she is not mine.
I do inform, like that’s a boundary.Read More »
Jern wanted to see the heart
I’d locked inside a drawer.
I fished in all my pockets but couldn’t
talk to Jern anymore.
You never croak, but you roar like a frog.
You bark an extended note, though you never howl.
You write her love songs, drunk on ale.
Buzzed on tea, I ink the sound down.
‘S’alright. My pen’s as neutered
as I always said it was.
And my love’s as strong as you strike
those chords
over, and over, and over again. Sway side to side.
I see the curves that your hips don’t make, Man.Read More »
You think I’m being emotional, (and I am going to use the word “but”,
but don’t stop listening) but when I start to repeat myself,
it’s because I don’t think you understand. And you don’t think I understand
that you do, but the times I repeat myself are the times that you think I’m emotional-
that I’m saying something that makes sense but doesn’t really matter.Read More »