i didn't know what i was going to say, until just now

but this
this floats

bad puns become metaphors
with love
on love
whatever
love sells it

how did you know you wouldn't lose me

i wonder about that, sometimes
i twist it back and forth
not
anymore
like worrying the cheek i just bit

more like a dog with one of those ears

[i was almost all girl-y poetical]

untying knots in the fringes

jesus there is no way i can post this now
this is sounding way negative
and it's not

i've been thinking