How much closer can you get?
Sharing chairs, sharing drinks-
If you claim that they’re nothing
Then explain the collared shirts you wear
And the slicked back hair you keep tidy.
I’d never seen the face of a demon
But I imagine this to be it,
The face that you make
When I block you from prey.
I’ve never heard your phone go off
So much as once
The whole time we were okay. But now
That I’m expendable,
I guess it’s all right to
Hit them up.
I’ll make sure that you
Never get what you want. But then again,
I don’t need to try.
Your life without me
Will be as hollow as it gets.