take the money and run,
the goddamned money
this is what you told me as you guided me into the back of cab with no destination.
no destination but you.
i came crawling right back.
there is nothing left for me to spit
by the time you are done with me my
jaw is so broken that my
mouth can’t form words and
it takes a toll to just
wake up in the fucking morning, and so
when i close my eyes and inhale, when i
close my eyes i wonder why i am
maybe i just have allowed myself
to feel a larger range of emotion.