Happy wounds, which make us seek the beloved Physician.
It's time to start treating contempt as a virtue.
He kissed you?
I kissed her?
Who kissed who?
I kissed YOU?!
I am see-thru am.
spend much less time trying
to prove everyone wrong
spend much more time trying
to prove myself right
I relate to:
You killed me,
Did you know
you killed me?
Sending texts like passing notes
crumbs exchanged with words unspoke.
I'd walk a mile to kiss a reptile.
You can't know yourself if you don't know your least.
As all things must reach equilibrium,
I implore that no one think of me,
so that I may think of no one.
Is that Forever
o if that axe were swung sober, what mark it would find, what tremors through the heart's pavement, what wake.
It's larger than our swollen tongues.
Lap dogs don't get Big Picture.