I remember only the words
No feelings.
Just scenes, Polaroid snapshots
Of long passionate scratches down backs
Red streaks of love
From nails grown long
And over-heated hearts
Caught in a moment.
Loss of time in tangled sheets
Soft-spoken words
In between flesh and spit meet
Almost always summer
When the memories repeat.
I’d try it again
I’d pay for love in full
But, it’s not worth the cost
Of ruined mind and soul.
It’s not worth the fall
Believe me,
I’ve seen ruined men
Dance through silent halls
Repeating words
Only one other had heard before.
Chasing lies and dreams
outfitted with eyes red and sore.
And now I cant even speak
Or draw how empty arms feel
When I turn in my sleep
And cling to the unreal.
The sun warms not
But reminds me of just how cold
My dead insides feel
For I made not a cent
Off all of our love that I sold.
xx
