the past few days
my work and home have been ripped apart completely.
not by me
yet
rearranged into bins with taped labels.
schedules and menus thrown out? thank you!
i cut spiderwebs on one thing and strings on another.
my attachments are all fresh
part of the change.
and just when im so full of self reflection
i could puke
i am forced to look at myself again.
women
i do not trust.
period
i want to show you i can be trusted.
because i can.
because i mean what i say
try to keep my word.
because i know you wont.
because i know youll turn
like a bad dog
