sealed

(i)

shitface fucking cunt look the other way

look at you looking at me

fuck off fuck face

(ii)

I never wanted everything to end up anything like this somewhere in the mess was a boy’s childhood dream ideals lost to crayons and markers

(iii)

I lay awake at night lying on my side and thinking about what life’s like on

yours

what did it take to cross the sea have you finally learnt to swim or did you find someone else’s ship yet again, like the salty sea-spirits on the breeze

(iv)

I wonder whether you slip up on purpose or like rats marking territory you have claimed your deity

I wonder why you stopped all of a sudden

I missed the predictability