To: bentfeather
loved you with soft eyes,
and found a horizon in pictures
of olive groves. Very lovely, bf!
To: January24th
Trash Talk
the cruel
un-requite
of being
sadly expendable
disposable
hammers my heart
into lifeless
submission
i left all
to follow you
to nowhere
and i don't
know where
i just keep
hoping not to care
too much
the anesthetic,
repeated blows
of reason
and reasons
is having the
desired effect
of numbing my soul
i am
disposable
and you're not
through with me yet
all i can do is
wait for
the inevitable
toss
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