Vampires

That smile dreams brightly of the future

You have the audacity to say

we

To boast carelessly of what we’ll have

When you’d give me spit to taste

before your heart’s embrace

There he goes

flying high off himself one minute

Then rips my throat out the next

I want a vampire

at least they don’t hide behind the guise of love

when they decide to bite you

 

Sorry

sorry i didn’t keep the letter you wrote

Or the poem you sent

Or the tears you cried

Or soothe your anger

Or listen to any of the songs you said reminded you of me

Or make the hate go away along with the love

I…uh, really am.