A hand touched the small
Of my back
Wondered who
Then, I remembered
I was in a room of
Strangers
I reach to break the news
Then realized I didn't want to
Wanna play the part
Wanna sidle up to my sweetheart
After all
I must look alright
At least, from behind
After all
I can conjure things
In anything
After all
Your agency
Won't occur to me
After all
What if you're not
Right for me?
Or what I want you to be?
Will I think
Of you
As a lost cause?
As a stray dog?
Will I
Hollow
You out
With my
And will I
Scrape your sides clean?
Will I
Hollow
You out
With my
And will I
Scrape your sides clean?

SUBMIT CORRECTIONS