A work in progress-- proof to myself

Jan 30, 2006 16:23

Dinner we will leave, none taken out.

She doesn’t have the bill, “Don’t worry about

it.  Do you like the way your new car drives?”

I can’t remember much, but I know I’ve

Done my best to hurry us along.

With this goodbye, the motion keeps us strong.

“Well… goodbye.”  This is the strength I believe

keeps me safe from you.  Take me or leave

behind nothing.  You can’t know what your smell

will rip from my mouth later.  “I’ve been well.

You?” have no permission; tear me harder.

You know I only learned to lie, “I’m sorry.”
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