she
your incoherent remarks slip past you.
your reckless peculiarity strives for a position of ailing negligence.
to me be a creature down a path of desolation and disfigurement.
i can’t practice supremacy.
i can’t entice your thoughts.
like a bird in a cage, you were my ultimate provision.
my minuscule hope.
i wish you couldn’t look straight through me.
but you’re far past.
