Slack gives way in a cold wind
and the tension on my strap is increasing
I’d rather be walking through Jersey on a freezing day.
Came home at a quarter to midnight
Whipped up a snack from an empty refrigerator
I wish there was a voicemail here waiting for me.
You might think you're easy to forget but I reminisce.
Your parade of snot filled napkins thrown out construct walls of guilt.
Now I'm questioning your motives.
Am I Innocent?
You know what ! She never existed!
Another slip of my sub-conscious
she’s probably married with 4 kids in another state.
Fictitious Opportunities
Swallowed gallons of Luke-warm coffee
my mind keeps racing in memories and that might be all I have.
You might think you're easy to forget but I reminisce.
Your parade of snot filled napkins thrown out construct walls of guilt.
Now I'm questioning your motives.