Ten Years And A Night

“Ten years,” I gulp, kind of dreading it myself. “I want to see you again in ten years. If we’re still miserable, we’ll be miserable together. But you should probably see if you can be happy without me first.” Dan wipes wet crap off my cheek. Shit. Then he’ll know he can be happy without me, I remind nyself. And I think that’s what I want.

He blows air out his mouth hard, “Ten’s a big number. I don’t want to wait that long. How about five?”

“Don’t try to talk me down like that. In ten years we’ll be different, everything will be different, and maybe we’ll both still be here. It’ll be okay.”

Dan whimpers, “You don’t know that, Annie. We could both be dead tomorrow. Gone. Out. No ten years. Nothing.” He says in a soft voice, a soft satin voice begging.

“I could never have you then, Annie.” He holds me soft by the waist, securing me. “So I’m gonna kiss you and you’re just going to have to deal with it. If you want me to go after, I will. I swear.”


What Are You Waiting For?

What are you waiting


The moon to drop

To your feet and

Beg for your forgiveness for

Not finding the right love of your life

Just yet?

Did you ever think

The moon did that so

The real one would be

That much more of a relief?

Sweetheart, what are you waiting for?

Bells to ring

When you enter a room

So everyone can marvel at how


You are?

I’m quite sure those that know

Would like to keep

The secret amongst themselves.

Darling, what do you want to wait for?

Rain? Sun? The earth to spin back

To fix everything you’ve undone?

My, would that be wonderful.

Because you’re the whole bullet,

Powder, and gun.

So is there anything to wait for?

Because in this odd way I think we’ve already won.

If Anyone Ever Was

Things were always hot and
Something felt like fire, burned
Well, we tried jumping out
The windows like the teachers always said but
Daddy kept on saying, "Oh, no, now."
Kids, just sit down now.
I didn’t know what else, but I
Sat and we sat and
That was it, I guess
It was always us
In that burning
Building always,
Constantly asking ourselves
Where all the other kids were
If they ever were

Torture and Fate

But when you laugh to

Cover up the screams

You realize what you’ve done is wrong-

This ain’t no way to treat the queen and

All you finally feel the burn in your lungs,

The acid on their tongues

My inner sense of clarity and maybe some dignity

And I think I could find you

Just a few more seconds,

This torture feels like fate.

I could tell you you’re worth loving, dear

I could lie that I’ll defend you when they all near

But, I mean-

You never even tried

I’m only asking why should I?

It’s not that scary; stop your crying

You and that crying, it’s every night-

Every night I find you and you belong again to me.

Every night I hear your heartbeat and

Pretend you’re such a real thing.

The thoughts are so daunting and I’m so amazed

This is a haunting truth and my twisted form of fate

But the losers’ attitudes are great.

Everyone’s losing hope

But the hope comes a bit too late.

This torture feels like fate.

Black Sails, Red Nails, and Epic Fails

One day when you were gone
A crack grew in
The rooftop and
I watch it rain
All damn day
If you’re not the one
Then why do our hands
Fits perfectly
Together this way
Do you have anything left to say?
When you came back the sun was shining,
But the flowers had all drowned anyway
You replanted them in my chest
Left me started, going, like all the rest
Somehow I know we’re more than friends
When you say you’re dreaming of yourself
Lying on my rooftop
You stop and smile like
That’s not actually as far as you got
Just keep it to yourself and blush
Like this ain’t nothing like falling in love
You were just a girl
With a teardrop
Tattoo underneath
One eye
Who broke all her promises and
Stopped in her tracks just to say hi
Your brother’s a nice man
He took my hand and he whispered
Be nice to her
She may or may not be
One of the good girls
We’ll all just sit idly by and
Wait for this story to unfurl
And it was midnight in
The middle of summer, you
Left your number on my cupboard
Like a charade of the insane
Her black sails and her red nails disappearing in the sea
Did you ever see?
Such stupid things
As you and me?
Did you ever see the sails before they disappeared into the sea?