When You Go On Dates With Those Girls I Just Call That “Taking Out The Trash”


How much closer can you get?
Sharing chairs, sharing drinks-
What’s next,
Sharing beds?
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.

When You Go On Dates With Those Girls I Just Call That “Taking Out The Trash”

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