2 a t.

now that you’ve seen almost all of America, all you can say is, “where is all the water?” 
and the war has been over for years since you gave up.
and last night, where the road had started... and last night, when my hands were choking you.
last night, when the room and your mood was dipping... and last night, when the ropes were pulling you in….
you said, “hey, how could you love me this way?”






and i feel nothing, not safe.
it’s a hard day for dreaming again….