Binoculars view, burned bridge
Unattended
Consumed and carried away like I was
Waiting for you
Under trees happier than us
Unlike like us, fruit still alive
Growing very well through thunder filled storms
Nights cold and warm
I cannot view any stars
Repulsed I used to see them with you
Believing anything you said about us.
I spit on every bridge I see
Defecate under every damn pretty tree
Until I die from heartbreak you bitch
See, going too far, out of line, out of character and it’s my fault
Waiting for you like a dummy strung by hope
Above, sinister cruel jester
Kick every tire in triplicate
Turn over every photo album table in Walmart
Crash into a crash
I’ll get up from this hardwood floor
Straighten my clothes and leave
Slamming the heavy laughing door behind
Refusing to let it hit where the good lord split me
Overly dramatic sigh after sigh.
