so I think the universe
is trying to get something out
I think the universe
is becoming an excuse
this is why a bar's a bar
bc it gives me every drunk reason
to blame
the universe
poor innocent little universe! how small & helpless,
what powers have you?
I'm a jerk
a terrible friend
a bad kid
kick me to the curb.
I'm apparently waaaay too date to care
too date to drive
too date to be attentionful
someone else.
someone, somewhere else
tall
tall
ugly
open the window
get me a glass of water
open up the compliments
get me those compliments
you're just so well spoken & eloquent
I like your face
I like your smart
I like your have-a-heart-that-feels
I like your body. give it here
will you marry me? let's just kiss-away each other
under the waxmoon
by the river.
I used to love to watch the trees sway from my window
I don't really do that, anymore
let's clear the room.
tell me what you're trying for.
tell me how instinct this is
tell me how incest this has become.
someone else
someone
else, tell me more
blame me
I'm a guilt
tell me I'm cold
bc I'm a stonegirl
without all of the arms to hold your bones from shivering
get impressed & sleep silent pretty
and shock, then
shock at my
jerk
