The problem is...

Upon waking
I need you with...

Razorblades jive across my tender flesh
as you dig your way inside me, deep...

Shuffling through the pages
of time immemorial...

"I don't have anything,"
you declare as you lay your...

The blaming game drags, pushes and shoves the
guiltless conscience you've been dreaming of...

Fumbling through files,
I come upon an ancient artifact...

I cried today as I tried to hide my secret life,
the sea of scars that brands me...

I tasted poor this evening when I reluctantly
chose pinto beans for dinner and reminded...

You are no more than a meaty center, a
block of electricity at the core of me...

You're closer than air
Between the words that I sing...

I spent a long time wondering if I would be the
price that you chose to pay for your brand of...