everyone can agree a relationship is a compromise but recently mine hasn't been very equal -- no, in fact it's like my pain is not allowed to exist and every concession must be made to accommodate the other (05/03/2018)
the chafe of a collar
a road paved in lead
slow, convenient poisons
with the promise of paradise
how long can you put off wearing your own skin
putting on such efforts to twist and loop
to contort and choke
to asphyxiate with a smile
buried beneath alien layers
staring down and in on you, vapid, and vast
while your body is
buying expensive cigarettes and sandals
adJUSTING TO CONDO LIVING AND HAIRCUTS
AND RESORT VACATIONS AND WINE TASTINGS AND
NEVER LAYING IN THE GRASS AND
LIVING IN FAUX FEAR OF DOG HOUSES AND
HAVING FANCY PENS COLLECTING DUST THAT YOU NEVER USE AND
having strait jacket itches you will never scratch again.
are you in love?
or is it just close enough?