checking in on dread
I woke up from a nap rolled
over and checked your myspace
I had waited months scared that
after leaving you standing crying
for sixteen hours flying hundreds
of miles to do it you would dig up
all your old new york friends to bash
my thick thighs and colorful shirts.
but you just kept repeating a line
about my dandruff on your pillow.
long distance dread
or
when you stop talking on the phone I know I've asked a good question
those whimpering sounds as you
smash a pillow on your face probably
won't get you anywhere this time, but
when I hear you grind your teeth (and
you don't know it) I have to pinch my own
together so I don't say your name in that
tone that means I love you
you bring up things I don't want to think
about getting closer. when you use the
nickname you'd given me a year ago
drunk in bed I open my mouth so you can
hear me breathe heavily and out of time
I hear you squeeze the phone to your face.
Jordan Catalano Dread
if you ever dare write a song about
your car and are dumb enough
to not realize that I think it's about
me until you blurt out that it's
about your car I will kill you
I will cry and I will kill you.
sometimes the dread is angry and momentarily lacks common sense
I said to myself, I said, if she fucks
that bitch one more time
and she
did so I
loved her because it is her lack
of common sense that makes her
so easy to spend long periods
of time with.
the dread loves drama
take it out at night.
hide it in your inside pocket.
remove only to share or to toss in snow.
do not drop it behind a toilet
because it will wait for you.
try not to give it away
as punishment to the receiver.
if she is having a good night
keep it to yourself.
use sound discretion when
handing it over and remember
that it is always stronger
the second time around.
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