It's funny how words
have double
meanings
feelings
consequences
like, 'trigger finger'
I have no want
nor need for guns,
yet that fourth digit
on my red write(ing) hand
still locks
and catches
Trigger.
Trigger.
Trig...
~ c l i c k ~
There it goes.
Sugared tendons
cause
frozen shoulders
I sound like a dessert.
But my sugars aren't so sweet
anymore
Funny how people say
"You're sweet"
"How sweet"
"That's sweet"
It's a compliment.
It's my disease.
Sapping energy
stripping me of
birthrights
latenights
lovebites...
Dead flesh
looks like bruising
so sick of questions
and truth.
I lie.
"I walked into the desk"
silly me!
What a clutz I am
but you know my eyesight's bad...
Such a shame those
exploding vessels in your eyes
couldn't be all
burnt away
What do you mean,
you're going low?
I'm so high I'm never coming
Oh-god-you're-not-going-to-fit-are-you?
*whew*
"You had me scared"
I too am relieved
for a moment
I'd forgotten this was all about you.