Tuesday, January 6, 2009

But today, there is a cold moon rising.

Tonight I soak in water hot enough to boil. I remove every thought I've ever had about you touching my thighs like they have, I remove every thought of you touching the friction in my jeans. I remove every good feeling from my emotional vocabulary, all that's left is hate. Pain. Remorse. Sadness. Everything reminds me of you still. Everything always reminds me of you. I'm going to remove every thought of you.

Tonight I fail in my quest because you are everywhere. This is your heart. This body is yours. It's still here for the taking. It's bruised, it's broken, it hurts but it's all yours

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