coincidence is king in my world now
i wore my heart on my sleeve but my shirt got taken to the
god damn cleaners
and they lost it
life is about as deep as a puddle that i dove into
head first and now i sport the lumps
on my skull like
boy scout badges
all proud ... maybe ill pack them away and forget about them
like mementos and dust bunnies in the attic of
self ... "never again" i tell myself
right before i fall asleep
but when i wake i realize
i still love
much to my chagrin
