click.
i've become a nobody loves me. without the comfort of his being and his being being mine i have no time to observe the world. he was right when he said i'm just feeling it.
i hold onto these bodies, telling myself the easy lie of this one feels right, then this one, then this one. i hold onto this idea that when twins we were living a circle, when maybe the whole world's up is my down. i hold onto these bodies that don't hold back, saying this is what it means to be sexually submissive, explaining submissive means need me love me tell me i'm good and i've made you happy.
i just called to say happy birthday, from what could be a thousand miles away. in the background, some woman giggled. "this isn't a good time," he said. and "lemme call you back."
i hold onto these bodies, telling myself the easy lie of this one feels right, then this one, then this one. i hold onto this idea that when twins we were living a circle, when maybe the whole world's up is my down. i hold onto these bodies that don't hold back, saying this is what it means to be sexually submissive, explaining submissive means need me love me tell me i'm good and i've made you happy.
i just called to say happy birthday, from what could be a thousand miles away. in the background, some woman giggled. "this isn't a good time," he said. and "lemme call you back."