blow by blow

i have so many things to tell you
so many little coy things you think you’ve gotten away with
i’ve kept close to me
i suppose out of defense
i suppose just like a sad little packrat
who’s always afraid to throw anything away
in case she might need it
someday

i’ve been keeping tabs
keeping score
seeing where we’re even
seeing where we’re not
the trepasses we’ve both come to commit
loathsome
but even more disgusting than bodies
intertwining in drughazes and steamycars
is the act of selfishness
in almost every interaction we’ve ever had
but i dont think we’re supposed to think about that
no
and why not, lamb?
because YOU.DONT.WANT.TO.
what better reason is there?

"and you’re making a big deal out of nothing.."

and without missing a beat…
this once
i wholeheartedly agree.
even if you’re too arrogant to understand why

Those demigods
With their nine-inch nails