pull away
and reconstruct your magnetic touch.
lay it down dont go cry
about it; release dolorous
cockamamies and attack
my reputation.
no one to hear
in a room with a view,
put a bandage on your kitty
scratch.
written in images that have no meanings
that i cant decipher
squeeze me in, wait i was never allowed.
never enough yet content that i should be.
i am happy with what i have
i want to juice it today
i just dont know if tomorrow is coming