(no subject)

[starvation]

I dont even remember you anymore
a thought, a sharp blast of air thru the restaurant doors
an ass in a pair of tight jeans
messy hair down your forehead
like that other girl I let slip through my fingers
telling me how small your tits were on the first date
holding hands like Rockwell kids
apple cheeked and innocent
while we talked about dick length
girth
I remember that
but I have no idea who you are
or what you are
or what I am in relation
if any of it's relatable
retalitory
I'm just a mess
and I keep fucking this chicken
when I'm drunk on gin
and immune to embarrassment
you've told me all I need know already
but I can't absorb
or comprehend
because you're a stranger
forgotten
until I get you back on my side