October 9, 2017

  • We live in a beautiful world

    Bad sneakers and a pina collata my friend
    when the days were so much more simple
    a joint, a glass of wine
    good music and backgammon
    before my heart was ever opened
    before so many men could tear it apart
    bold lies, open thighs, heavy breathing
    now he wants to protect me
    in tears he apologized for my past
    all the hurt and blood and sweat
    as the snow slowly falls
    I crave holding him in my arms
    I crave home, but that doesn't exist
    (except when I am with him)
    understated agony
    crumbling slowly each day
    pain covers me like a wet blanket
    then I realize I need warm gloves
    just to get the words out
    but we live in a beautiful world
    filled with dark corners
    heaven and hell just meaningless words
    I've seen the bottom of the pit
    I've crawled down the rabbit hole
    and now I am left with nothing