Empty Jar

At the end of the night, the pairings off: A revision

And you,
And you,
And you,
And you,

And not me,
And not you.

bar mirage

Across the room,
I saw his buddies cheer.
He walked over,
with a smile.

But now, in hindsight:
I’m not sure
whether he was excited
to see
me,

or his
cheeseburger.

Bike Crash

So I rarely think about you,
anymore.

a stark moment–

a blue tulip
emerges from
the earth.
crimson spills,
and a civil war
beheads the
innocent.

Selective Memory Loss

of us.

A Cruel Retrospective

Stumble into
the bathroom:

Face wall.
Bang head.
Fix bangs.

[repeat]

Vain

you.

Ulterior Motives

Do we need
excuses,

to see
one other?

The Elixir of Life

Coffee:

why, hello.

Drag Queens

us.

Love Affair with Words

Not because
I’m eloquent.

At the end of the night, the pairing offs

And us.

Cunt.

When one woman calls another a
‘cunt,’

You think:
‘damn,’
is she an

unclassy bitch.

The 3-words

When he slammed the door
I forgot whether it was,
love
or
hate
that proceeded

‘you.’

Damaged Goods:

are still,

goods.