HOLDING YOURSELF BACK
FOR THE SAKE OF THE PAYOFF
ITS SO FUCKING HARD.
LETS PLAY A CHILD'S GAME
TOGETHER.
GUESS WHO.
I FEEL LIKE I AM 13
YEARS OLD
SITTING IN MY PARENTS HOUSE
ONLINE IN THE
COMPUTER ROOM
HEARING THE DOOR OPEN
AND CLOSE ON AOL.
WAITING FOR SOME GIRL
AT SCHOOL TO SIGN ONLINE
SO I COULD WAIT 10 MINUTES TO
TALK TO HER BECAUSE
I DIDN'T WANT TO SEEM TO EAGER.
WHY IS BEING
EAGER THE WORST THING
IN THE WORLD.
I CAN STILL
HEAR THE DOOR
OPENING AND
CLOSING
WHILE I SLEEP.
LAST NIGHT I SLEPT WITH A
POOL STICK IN MY HAND
AWAITING DEATH
FROM THE LIGHT OUTSIDE.
I DIDN'T HAVE ANY CONTROL
OF WHO TURNED IT OFF
AND ON.
I FELL ASLEEP IN MY CLOTHES
CLUTCHING MY WEAPON
AS I STARED TOWARDS THE WINDOW.
Monday, November 10, 2008
THERE ARE THINGS
THAT I WOULD LIKE TO
DO WITH YOU.
I WANT TO EXPLAIN MYSELF.
I WANT TO SEE YOU
SITTING IN YOUR ROOM
ONLINE.
WHAT CAN BE HAPPENING
THAT I CAN'T SEE.
WHERE IS THE
MYSTERY IN THESE SORTS OF THINGS.
THERE'S A POINT OF
VIEW AT A BAR THAT IS
THE SADDEST THAT
THERE CAN BE.
SWALLOW THE POOL CUE
AND PAY FOR MY BEER.
THAT I WOULD LIKE TO
DO WITH YOU.
I WANT TO EXPLAIN MYSELF.
I WANT TO SEE YOU
SITTING IN YOUR ROOM
ONLINE.
WHAT CAN BE HAPPENING
THAT I CAN'T SEE.
WHERE IS THE
MYSTERY IN THESE SORTS OF THINGS.
THERE'S A POINT OF
VIEW AT A BAR THAT IS
THE SADDEST THAT
THERE CAN BE.
SWALLOW THE POOL CUE
AND PAY FOR MY BEER.
Thursday, November 6, 2008
ALL OF THIS IS REALLY QUITE SILLY
I STILL HURT
FROM LAST NIGHT
YOU ARE ABSURD
"WE BOTH HAVE GIRLFRIENDS"
YOU KEPT SAYING
BUT THIS HAPPENED
YOU HAVE TO STOP CALLING
ME
I THOUGHT
THIS WAS A GOOD IDEA
BECAUSE OF
THE NEEDED SPACE
SURE, IT WAS
BETTER
THAN ANYTHING ELSE
ANYONE ELSE
BUT STILL
I DONT LOVE YOU
I NEVER WILL
YOU CLIMB ROCKS
I WRITE POETRY
NEXT TIME
I WILL NOT SCREAM SO LOUD
I PROMISE
FROM LAST NIGHT
YOU ARE ABSURD
"WE BOTH HAVE GIRLFRIENDS"
YOU KEPT SAYING
BUT THIS HAPPENED
YOU HAVE TO STOP CALLING
ME
I THOUGHT
THIS WAS A GOOD IDEA
BECAUSE OF
THE NEEDED SPACE
SURE, IT WAS
BETTER
THAN ANYTHING ELSE
ANYONE ELSE
BUT STILL
I DONT LOVE YOU
I NEVER WILL
YOU CLIMB ROCKS
I WRITE POETRY
NEXT TIME
I WILL NOT SCREAM SO LOUD
I PROMISE
Monday, November 3, 2008
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