Conversing

I took my meds tonight.

Yeah, look, I'm doing fine.

Alright?

It's been rough but

I have my words to keep

me warm, and to wake me up?

My knife.

When it's dark, I leave

off my lights, and when I'm lonely

I can call you up

just to fight.

I'm, sorry babe, I don't mean it.

It wasn't me,

it was my spite.

No! Not toward you.

Shut up. Go fuck yourself.

Okay, I take that back.

I'm in the wrong, as always,

and you're totally right.

I'm not on the attack,

just sad, you know that.

I'd be better if you came over

I'll give you head if...

then our conversation and the night

ends

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