romance in analog

counterintuitive clockwise motion

stretches the arms when you

tug at the wrists,

push and twist the ligaments

around back to a time of innocence;

around back before we kissed

when i will leave your mouth

like the final drag of a quitter’s last cigarette;

held behind quivering, pursed lips and dispersed longingly

"For anyone who is a nobody"

you said you wanted to see all the beautiful colors in life
so i put stained glass shards in your eyes
you said you wanted to taste the world
so i sent pieces of your tongue all over the earth
you said you just want to be happy
i called you a liar.