Wednesday, August 10, 2011

absence(keep knocking)

sometimes i'm not home
when you knock at my door
i may be in the shower,
i may be at the grocery,
i may be at work.

or i may be hiding

i can't say not now,
i can't say i'm busy
it wouldn't be true
to tell you
i don't want your company

i can't deal with niceties
i can't take social graces
don't ask me how i've been

what i need is honesty
what i need is a slap in the face
what i need is your soul
grabbing my soul
finding my soul
meeting my soul

shall i put on the coffee?

--bruised orange

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