whatev.

simply
slowly

your hand is just another
fuck in this wild eyed mountain

if I could scream I would take my vocal chords
stretch them across the water
& sing into spilled disinterests

and yet,
I WISH!

but the letters are cold
and ugly in their angles

every piece is soaked thin
and if I squeezed it out
only small whimpers would
sink to your skinny finger
wrapped in mine

remember?

Not you.
NOT YOU.
yes.
yes!
you.