i cant come back

hello
i cant come back
i've gone too far you know?
i think
I think i'm lesser actually
I mean, maybe
happier, but lesser
less functional?
maybe
but you
you are entirely different
and thats great
say: "i need to be reminded"
and I will

here's an idea

it is different from before, unsettled, steeped in solid flighty graspings at, ow, at, ow- stop that, steeped in solid flighty graspings at my knowledge, no, not not knowledge, at magic, disappear, disappear little rabbit, you're not a bunny, no solid flighty graspings for you, no, don't pout, oh-no dont cry, okay-okay-okay here's an idea: just one! you can have one flighty grasp, thats it!

but he's not made of french fries either

It’s not easy to write him. He’s not a bad guy but he’s not made of French-fries either. Its not malicious, however, it is all choreographed dancing and lightly dusted icing sugar. Salad days and cum rags. He’s a boyfriend that makes you cringe when he talks too loudly on his mobile phone. He’s a jealous bitch that asks where you’ve been while you’re at the supermarket. He’s a stranger that touches himself on the train while he looks at you from across the carriage. He’s the girl who stays to be hit, drinks too much and ends up crying pathetically all night. He’s not difficult. No Sir. That’s the last thing he would want to be, Sir.

lie trussed

i only cause you do

an exercise in carnivores, all whittlin' down the hours, i only do, cause its you, you do, you do but whats for that you smile. i chamisoles notice fray before, all black and swollen blue, not from and bruises but tiny heart falling through breaks. please get sentimental dont, you always do know you, never before call it quits on banter jovial 'fore 'twon-tither.

You were so disappoint.

You were so disappoint. Your grasp on english wasn't that strong. I was remembering the night before, sitting at my desk till 2am typing away, listening to the TV play 'Once upon a Time in the West'. The Botanical Gardens were (fucking) freezing; I tore your necklace off and and you quivered with anticipation before I almost fuck you. Like I said: your grasp on english wasn't that strong. I almost fucked you. Don't capitalise. Don't look anywhere else but into my eyes. "I'm keeping this" was the last words between us before I pocketed your necklace and stumbled home drunk, leaving you in the dark, alone with the possums and dew a few hours before dawn.