stall in bed

Excised

and bruised

awake for you

i sleep on nails

and bide my time

for you i will

neglect my own

mirrors afford a luxury that

i apparently can't offer

and you'll deny reciprocity

to see yourself

more

if looks could kill

those glances you steal

would collapse your heart

(much like mine in the face of

anti-love and ignored states i raise)

but we'll slip past

the shadowy sinew that's bled throughout the

relation.ship

has sailed, and i'm wondering if i missed the (life) boat

another time,

another trip

meanwhile, this is one

hard

fall