I watch you
Take my words
Put them in your mouth
David Blaine you are.
Pull them out like
They were never mine
To begin with.
take a step closer.
I watch you
Take my hands
Put them on your heart
Byron that you are.
Pump them at will
Irregular. Lub-dub.
Like it’s you’s beating.
take a step closer.
I watch you
Take down my pants
Put them behind back
Casanova you are?
Dead man’s fingers
Run up my virgin thigh
Shudder and brace.
take a step closer.
I watch you
Take my voice
Stuff it down a bird’s mouth
Smother me into song
Trill in the morning
Cries you held down
Into the pillow at night.
take a step closer.
i watch you
take each thumb
put them on either side
and push down until you
pop my eyes outta socket
make me swallow
my pride.
i’m too close now
and i can’t get back.
(when I feel stuff
i don't wanna
poetry
helps.)