Betrayal..
Unfaithful..
scribbled notes i most likely
should have thrown away
a disease i should have stopped
prevented
and killed...
uneasy..
awkward..
of all the mimicked things.
a replacement
a substitute
a proxy for something
ironically irreplacable.
a place i selfishly would have wanted
a shoe i would have stolen to fit in
a passion i should have owned..
for me.
for me alone.
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