ball bearings grinding inside the casing
stress and fatigue take their toll
nothing new here
we try to level with each other, but
eye to eye is not something you do
as for myself, fear's my specialty
when the back wheel locks up
i drop the bike, i remember that corner
of my bed, my new bed without your form
for all its complexity, there's no doubt
the problem will be found to be nothing but
behind us now, mixed in with our mutual
propensity for dreaming out of bounds
my wallowing in disbelief, your dismissal
of the way i've meandered back nowhere
safe nor good, quite a waste, in fact
because i am the reason for your misery
because i am what you are avoiding to become
because with tears in your eyes you lied to me
all over again and again over their names
their reasons for sharing your bed
the spontaneity inside the boyz room
not as long ago as i expected it to be
perhaps i will be going nowhere tonight
but tomorrow promises to rid me
of the toxic wanting more of the same
