which is worse
the need to say it
or
the knowing i'll
never get the chance
meaybe
i'm just too tired,
but
it seems like to me
you must want to hurt me
pretty badly, Alice
And you, too, Dick and Jane.
I guess that's fair enough -
I must have scored a
point or two of
my own
at some time
even though i'll never know
now what it was.
So are we quits with it?
Are we
evens and square ? I
broke your tryst trust,
so you break mine back
and
now it's ok?
Whatever, man,
over's over.
take your formal language and your
five dollar suits with those shiny
patent leather pumps and get on
along your way to whereever it is
you're going
I've found mine,
or it found me
and I"m just fine
waiting now for the
end of it
still seething with
words and images
that burn me inside
like some kind of
acid
you wouldn't understand
I don't care about
any of it
anymore
it's
all like a fog
or
a fond puppy memory
justanuther
lie
painted in your
body heat
your
unique infrared
signature
your words don't match your actions.
i don't trust any of you well enough
for this
i felt wanda
didn't cause collateral damage
but i don't know
and probably never will
the kisses i will never forget
