FORTUNA
10.8.19
losing you doesn’t scare me
this indifference scares me
our past, present, future is clumped up in some ball of hair i sweep off the floor
sticky on my feet
what once served a purpose now stands between me and the path i walk
the difference between you and i;
till death do us part doesn’t come with exceptions
may you find your happiness in your selfish
may your gluttony and greed always serve you
may you find someone who loves your double standards
wrap them in your convenience the way
you are wrapped in yourself
you’d think id be angry
but with your past in my in my future
i try to fit you somewhere in the present
like this poem
titled with your name
and becoming less and less about you everyday
no i didn’t forget about you
you carved your way out of me