Love-
If it's real...unconditional, undivided...

Sins my wrist
and fierce...

My girl, he says, later
you're a love song...

She whispers his name
doesn't matter, he can't hear it...

Be my altar, he whispers
i supplicate...

I live on a strip of land
sometimes it feels like Vegas...

I walk the only road i know
with a face molded in concern...

I walked around the corner
where the light in my room shone...

Reclining from the desk
I begin to imagine...

I never liked to watch
Those who are in love...

You seem so harmless
you lie so quiet...

You used to shimmy
and show how much you loved...