I don't think I can take another lie.
I'm filled to the brim and
Spilling.
Over.
Over you and over eyes,
and over falls
I'm over lies.
You've poured me,
And I cease to stop dripping
I'm dropping
downdown
Into your pit. Your bottomless well.
And I'm getting lost,
And you can't tell.
All I want is a plug
to stop me.
To leave some me in your porcelain sink.
For those days that you feel dirty
Dirty lies, in your
pores
down on me
In my sores.
We can't both be clean forever.
One day I'll slipslipslip you into the sun
And watch that dirty skin of yours
dehydrate.
You will sponge me up
With open arms, until I'm whole.
I'll get back those parts you stole.
And for you,
I hope it rains.
