Precisely Nicely

Empty play
upon a stage
as if we are the ones who play
everything is burnt Ambur,
clothes just plain gray.

I can't see if
this pleases you in any way,
can't spit at me that way
speaking
on and on
the same train of thought as me.

Point the flag to my back
pint of liquor
on the floor
but no one dares look
it straight in the eye,
the addiction
strolls
poles chrome and
I don't like
a liar...won't speak any
further...

Will your eyes pass the time enough
for you to bore yourself,
a hole...

dig in dig in
but
not into the food
dig the ground
please please
work your efforts
out in the frozen
ground, pound by pound
we never found...

...what have you spoke?
Winter spokes.
Gentle pokes.

It wasn't till after
I held your memory in
a candle light
that I found out nothing
can ever change it.
nothing
can ever rearrange it
pass the salt
but not for my food,
just for my wound.

I cast the shadow
in the water
hoping
for a bite.

gently.. nicely...

Bite me I'm not food
just bite me
bitterly
mentally,
chew me
consume me
I'm not
the food, Precisely
Just be rude...
to me
but don't think of me as food
Don't try to get your fill
Don't let your tummy get full on me...

Cold water sparks the life
I can't think
to much chance
on the dice...
pull the trigger
now it's time...
time for this to forget
please let me
get
my coat.

My hats on the table,
I won't bother you...
but please please sweeten me
not for your sweet tooth
but please see...
I'm not the one
getting up
getting off that seat
walking away to the door,
slamming it
what did it ever do to you?

Spark the flame,
but
not for the food...
but for the the shame.

Dangle the keys, bees in the knees
pull back the bandage
reveal the scar
looks like you lost your head
not literally
but it's doesn't feel like it belongs

so much glutton
in you
press the button
see you
ring the bell...

At your door step
looks like you
went through hell.