Only
I, me
not
you
and
words
alone
behind
the door, he feels me up
then
lets us go
Only
me, not her
No
But
I felt bad for her mom
and
cried at her funeral
Now
she's just a yardstick
in
a senseless dream
but
that was real
the
girl in the back seat
who
I won't appease
she
annoys me
Only
me, not her
No
Car
wrecked, invisible
mother
screaming
under
the weight
in
an empty landscape
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