13-somethinga

he says, “that moment when you lose yourself is closer
than I ever dream to be for very long,
and what’s so wrong with that? I’m not the kind I can depend on,
I don’t trust myself to stay around at all…”
+++++ dammit, Lee, what did they do to you to leave you so confused
+++++ about the man that you were born to be?
+++++ & dammit, Lee, it’s not the things you do,
+++++ but what you are that’s poetry to me..
+++ but you come back, to touch the things you might have been,
+++ gaze into your loneliness, peering at a broken promise,
+++ you come back to feel something, anything..

he says, “something changes once you’ve touched that place,
it magnifies the space inside, and you feel far away,
it can make the closest things seem distant,
lips you kissed an hour ago are now surrounded by a stranger’s face…
+++ but you come back, to touch the things you might have been,
+++ gaze into your loneliness, peering at a broken promise
+++ you come back to feel something…”
+++++ dammit, Lee, what did they do to you
+++++ to leave you so confused
+++++ about the man that you were born to be?
+++++ & dammit, Lee, it’s not the things you do,
+++++ but what you are that’s poetry to me, you’re poetry to me…
+++ but you come back, to touch the things you might have been,
+++ gaze into your loneliness, peering at a broken promise,
+++ you come back to feel something, anything…