Polite Poetry 10
Tuesday is the Day of Starvations
I used
to like
the rain.
It would lick
my face like
Fido or
another stupid
dog name I guess
I was wrong.
Now the bullet
wounds show
from top
to bottom
and I bleed
past tense.
I think
it was raining
when I first gave in
to you and
when I first gave you up
Or something
like that I guess
With all this
ringing
in my ears
its hard
god its
so hard
to remember
do I even
stupid
I guess
The hard
-est part
about walking
in the rain is
not walking
alone but the
cold that
comes
later
.