Poem

2003

I look the same day after day

wear the same thing

fix my face the same way

sleep in the same house every other day

I love the same

and cheat the same

and fix my hair the same way

Nothing is new

not even the names in my head

same sheets on my bed

same thing I just said.

Same old men I raise from the dead.

Same kisses

Same hugs

Same changes in moods every week

Same paint on my feet

Same taste in wine

Same taste in cigarettes

Same taste in little red barettes

Same taste in friends,

We've been friends for years

Same old regrets

Same old tears

My eyes are this grey for a reason

I've noticed......