anticyclone
you are sand. inside and out,
barring me alive in your unending awkwardness
and straight mouthed lies. (your capacity for the truth,
is slim). your advantages nature is exorbitant.
I. -can't. stand. (it,you,us,before)
II. -wonder what you feel when you see me
III. -would like to be yours ((again?) please))
I never wrapped myself delicately around your
words/lies, [the hitherto's, and unending tragedy's].
my suspicions were, accurate. however that did little,
to hinder the fall.