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Gone Girl

Gone Girl

The Irish goodbye
A frequent maneuver of mine
Communication without any
I appeared
Vanished

Consider the move intentional writing
on an invisible page
Like suicide,
it has nothing to do with you

say.it.aint.so

say.it.aint.so

Look
I think you know
I may remove my products from your shelves
Because I don’t care about getting a profit
And the cash I’ve made
feels counterfeit 

I’ll just be constructing a barrier
that’s the length of my arm

You walk past where my fingertips would land

It’s not your fault

Anyway, when I recuse myself from others
life reminds me
that I live a valuable currency

This has to end not because you’ve done anything wrong
But because I’ve already left

splash

splash

When you arrived
I poured disappointment all over the table
Drowned the doilies
Drenched the dandelion greens

The frenzy was silent
But the overflow soaked the silverware
It flooded the restaurant

I promise
That bottle got knocked over by accident