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.”