Wednesday

Pluming My Will

To me, love was always a bug you could catch. I was the boy in the bubble until I met you. Now I pray for the protection of my plastic confines from your petulant tongue.

Tuesday

Does, Did, Don't Ever Again

I was easy and you were easy but both in our own ways.


Loving someone never hurt as bad as it did when I loved you
& you didn't love me...

Sunday

No Attractions Exit

Things have been getting better and I can't tell if the pills have been working or if this is my own doing. The weather tries its best to keep me down but the rain just runs to the sewer drains and cannot dampen this sensation. I'm moving like the puddles but am no closer to you. I'll wipe the rain from my windshield as I drive past your exit to wipe away all the pain.

Saturday

I've Become My Own Worst Enemy, That Way You Won't

I meant to say goodnight, but goodbye came out instead. It sounded much more finite and probably more correct.

Friday

I'll Treat Your Homeland Right

When we were speaking and I didn't hear from you I thought the worst--What if you died on me? All the time it was me who was dying and I doubt I filled your conscious the way you did mine. I'm still staying up late nights, but your voice isn't keeping me company. This paycheck will fill the void you left me with and even if it doesn't compare to having you I must learn that nothing will anyway. I'm not wondering how you're doing the next time I see the places we've been together but wondering if I'm the only one who can't take everything in and enjoy it anymore.

Thursday

Determining the Denouement

And I've made plenty of mistakes unjustified by a litany of excuses. Even if I can't correct them, I can identify each one every time I commit them again. Taking the wrong way home although I know better is the falling action tonight. I collapse looking at the cracks in the pavement that lead me from your house and envy their inevitable repair. I'm not a concrete boy, but your heart cemented our fate and made the words that you wrote lies before they had a chance to dry.

Tuesday

I Want To Be That Last Boyfriend You Have Before You Finally Find the One You've Been Looking for and He is Just What Your Parents Wanted

I woke up wrapped in the telephone cord still on hold with you. I'm not hanging up but holding on to hope that you meant everything you never said. And if I don't awake next time I'll be hung by those words that I heard in my dreams.

Saturday

As a child I never cried--Not once. Make of that what you will.

You were out with your friends. I was home without mine. I sent you a text but you didn't have the time. So I called my ex to wish her a happy birthday--two weeks belated.


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