not a poem anymore
I don't know if I can write poetry anymore
I just don't know about standing in lines
just leave me alone
I don't want to sleep with you
I just want to hold a warm body & cry
silently as you sleep, don't you see?
maybe you will stop having unremembered nightmares
that sound like I rolled over and kneed you
the wrong way
& not be cross with me when I broke your tv
& when you have to come with me at 3am to get a friend
outta jail becoz I have no car.
you say you don't care
it's no trouble
but you also told me not to believe you.
you win
I don't believe you.