bonus love poem, filed under “bitter”
I can tell when you’re faking it, you know
laughter, that is.
we all know I work that ass.
love poem X
I was so excited to take you home tonight
that we forgot to leave the house at all
love poem IX
not another soul could replace you my love
your eyes are too piercing and your laugh is too sweet
and the other half of my bed is filled with stuff now
love poem VIII
I’ve loved you too long, too long
like waiting in line at the omelette bar
and I’ve committed too much time already to just walk away for a sandwich
love poem VII
nights together, salty and sweaty
swooning at moon pics
playing your Poon Mix
love poem VII
I know I’m not the first to love you
but it feels so fresh
like that Jessica Simpson song that sampled Mellencamp
and how our kids won’t know the difference
