For you

I had one of those dreams again

of secrets and drugs

They leave my day so full of ache

and unnecessary guilt

When you asked how my day was and I told you

you didn’t say

How can a dream fuck up your whole day?

We have similar secrets with similar pasts

you used to smoke for your numbness

and I snorted for mine

We wear scars on the inside of our bodies

and when we lie

hip pressing hip

they match up

And so when I smile with my crooked smile

and say I love you like the hand needs the glove

you say

I love you like the dust needs the bunny