Loose Threads

night solitude
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don’t think

leave the party

don’t think

hit the car seat

pass out

falling off me

don’t think

scarlet oversheet

don’t think

don’t think

shrink shrink shrink

ready blink

mouth to sink

don’t think

don’t think

if you wanna talk about it

eat up my shame first

lose a game to me first

don’t think

about it

about what

I don’t know

I forgot

I forgot

lotta silly polka dots

close the window

lock the door

all alone at home tonight

reading by phone light

don’t think

anymore

had some fun

(did it)

caught the sun

(burned mitt)

never really

wanted it

(good one)

movin’ on

movin’ on

how does one

see other people

outside of

walls and skins and problems

and talk about something quaint

like

ducks

or

roses

(battery dying)

don’t think

(no more crying)

don’t think

don’t think

brink brink brink

(one more time)

good night

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