look
i’m trying to see
what’s the point
in carrying on
but it’s a lot to carry
and i am having a hard
enough time tumbling
on through
*
i’m sure
there is a reason
to be assured
in yourself
but i’m not sure
myself
*
she was the
most beautiful girl
and i was just a mirror
which told her what she knew
which i suppose
is why she looked my way
because i had talked myself
to stumble out
a hello
after looking for her
and only seeing myself
green and ground
*
i think relationships
are a miserable slop of
two people wanting each other
bad
but not wanting each other’s
bad
i’ll take your bad.