It's okay that you don't talk to me
unless you need something.
I'm happy to help,
in so far as I'm happy.
It's okay that you don't think of me
unless you're bored.
I'd be bored, too, if I was you,
with only me to talk to,
lord, lord.
But I like to write your name
in all lowercase
so there's no angle to break,
no steeple shape to remind me to pray.
And you love to read out loud
your enumerated pains.
You love to shift your weight
from your sore to broken leg.
But sheath your sword, holster your gun.
I thought we built this fort for fun.
My mouth was made for words, not war.
My body, it will fight no more.
But I have been drinking Moroccan mint tea
in a dark corner, waiting for you to join me.
It's burning my tongue and it's twisting my lip.
I need you as sure as I'm allergic to mint.
But, if I could make myself small,
I'd colonize between your walls,
build a bug nest in your bed,
and eat the dusty skin you shed.
But it's okay that you don't talk to me
unless you need something.
I'm happy to help,
in so far as I'm happy.
And it's okay that you don't think of me
unless you're bored.
I'd be bored, too, if I was you,
with only me to talk to,
lord, lord, lord, lord, lord.
But I have been drinking Moroccan mint tea
in a dark corner, waiting for you to join me.
It's burning my tongue and it's twisting my lip.
I need you as sure as I'm allergic to mint.
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