in my mind, you’re not engagingin your mind, i’m overthinkingoutside our door, the war rages onthe silence between us so loudyou can hear a pin drop
Prenups reek of pessimismIf relationships are reducedTo an artifact of consumer cultureIs nothing sacred anymore?
So much of the commonplaceI have yet to experienceThe ordinary, the insipid, the uninspired,The simple, the beautiful, the yet to transpire
Why should I listen to you?You who have not been on the battlefieldYou who have not been violatedYou who have not gone under the knifeYou who are unacquainted with grief
Of quiet contemplation and meditative reverieNo one can make you feel inferior without your consentAnd when…
Scream the voices in my headWaiting for the other shoe to dropI feel myself anticipating the end
thought twins we saidbut you wanted something moreincest i feltuntil you went and slammed the door
free your mind
the rest will follow
be colorblind