i saw my legs wrapped around you
in the way you wanted them to be,
in the way you needed me
i saw you follow me into the bathroom
in the distance someone was weeping,
in the distance someone needed my face
i saw it all end
with a shot of some new drink you created
and i don't know why i came.
There's something quite haunting about this one. It reads like a memory fifty, sixty years old that's still as painful to put away as it was only minutes after it was committed to the mind. I'd venture to say this is the best of the month so far.
