one day you'll be retching it all
just to get the taste of her out of your mouth
you'll be hunched over the toilet
praying you can forget
about the day she was yours
the day you cared at all
the shade of red
that looks almost black
heaved from the back of your throat
the syrup caramel blood
stringy and dangling from the roof
of your mouth
a slimy stalactite
so my dear
you're losing it all
you never had anything
worth losing
it's all just past tense
with no cause for alarm
you've made your mess
now it's time to sing it like a liar
like a school yard song
so simple and plain
you'll never forget it's refrain
about being too easy on the eyes
and way too easy to despise.
wipe your mouth
it's time for seconds.
