see how you invade my head again again again and
I can’t help laughing at my ignorant head spinning
top heavy in the same orbit the same fucking orbit
oh how you inhabited my soul my mind my body
my every hidden pidgeonhole and secret passage
that your absence could do what your presence
never could. let this be a lesson to you in your
cold and lonely room in your hovel your shit-hole
parcel of hermetically sealed something or other.

I could have forgiven you almost anything and
revealed all and borne your inquities except
when you pushed and pushed and pushed and
never pulled except at the last moment when
I had already let go. now here we stand apart
never speaking never breathing a sound into the
void thin air that can’t bear the weight of words
or the current sparking arcing across the gap.

fuck you. cut and run. none of it was your doing.
fuck you. the guilty takes the blame like a man.
fuck you. that a film brings up this bile again.
fuck you. that you did what I should have
so many many many many many times over.