—YOU GET KIND OF STUBBORN WHEN YOU’RE WRONG, YOU’RE JUST KIND OF STUBBORN OVER ALL

  

the thin places

 

you’re too

thin again

like a euro

model

or ‘50s

hat rack

hanging on

the hollow side

of the door

a loan

that won’t ever

get re-paid

lips perked

in a question

or suggestion

i swear

i’d laugh if

i wasn’t

already mute

and too stupid

most of the time

remember that time

your brother

tried to divide us

what a ploy

what a clever boy

and god how

you cried

and cried when

he used a

blade for real

though i’m

the dark one

still it’s morning

the sun’s a

stubborn pill

no need to define

what we are / were

/ anything

come here

raggedy anne

give me your

limbs and stuffing

we made it

this far

who knows

what’s next