2 rum n cokes and whiskey shot, slithering out of the bar, a bottle of wine at molly's house. it's 3 am and there's a 30 pack on the porch. i'm on the couch, turning inside out. I say I'm going home. he says don't go alone. i don't know how to say no.
joey, I don't mind if you stay the night, but can this wait until morning? it's just that the beer and wine have left me sick and dry, but I will see you in the morning.
is it so hard to unwrap your hands from around my neck? is it so hard just to go to sleep? you can have me in your dreams......
joey, I don't think you should stay the night even if you have to drive. I need to unwrap my skin, air out my skeleton, it's a private coping mechanism. try to drive in the lines, don't find a cop tonight, and don't you call me in the morning.
is it so hard to untwist your hand from the tendrils of my hair? and is it so hard to feel my teeth break skin, the trickle of blood on your shoulder?
I'd like to see you in ten years, teeth rotted out of your skull, scars torn down your back from a horrible motor vehicle collision.
You hit a tree with your Camry, and then you fell asleep for a while…. a while…
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