Crimes & Ego's
Partly because of the
life you lead
and the
roads you travel,
I am speaking fluently
in the language of
confusion,
and I find myself
questioning direction
like a nomad without a map.
You have little or no faith in everything
and I
am no exception,
simply an extension to your month,
the one in which
you returned to me
for a
“take two”,
a “second shot”,
and (with a sort of perfect timing)
just when I forgot
about your tendencies to
aim high
and hit low…
you swooped in with your
perfect crime
and left me to tend to my
bruised ego.
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