A flare gun is the safest form of hello but goodbyes are even safer. You don't see it but your closeness is a weapon you use against me, mostly at night when it's easier to blink and pretend anything didn't just happen. I fire a warning shot at your throat but it's invisible. We're invisible. This is why we fight, for the blush of anything at all.
I could reach into your pocket and take money for breakfast and you wouldn't even notice. If you could and did, you'd bite me and I'd be your little meal. No problem. I've been giving myself up in tiny bits for so long it's really all I know how to do. I fire another shot, this time aiming right between your eyes, but it fizzles.
Later, you finger my ass in the dark and tell me it's okay. But it's not. Even invisible it's not. Knowing god's probably on another continent somewhere, I plead: I'll cook you an incredible dinner tomorrow night if you stop. You consider my offer. “Nah, I'm not hungry,” you reply, moving a little faster. LS
I could reach into your pocket and take money for breakfast and you wouldn't even notice. If you could and did, you'd bite me and I'd be your little meal. No problem. I've been giving myself up in tiny bits for so long it's really all I know how to do. I fire another shot, this time aiming right between your eyes, but it fizzles.
Later, you finger my ass in the dark and tell me it's okay. But it's not. Even invisible it's not. Knowing god's probably on another continent somewhere, I plead: I'll cook you an incredible dinner tomorrow night if you stop. You consider my offer. “Nah, I'm not hungry,” you reply, moving a little faster. LS
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