The Me in You

i want you this day and everyday;

I want the hurt you feel to be own.

Suck up your pain and spit it out,

I’d do it over and over again

all day, everyday,

till there is nothing left of us

but our bruised bodies.

Orgasmic, our souls floating somewhere above our chests.

With you,

all that I carry with me, 

feels so much lighter,

like I can finally breathe and see 

all there is to be.

Work Harder Girl

To fight to be my own.
To work 45 hours a week;
not think of child molestation during the work week.
Stay asleep long enough to just taste your dreams,
but never staying to find the escape in sleep.

I wonder when its worth it
with the government and the state taking out its bite;
what we really all work for
and if its ever enough.

well i know since my wages once came from
under the table trade offs and buy offs.
but what are you really thinking or even feeling at all?
that friendship and fights can be solved in numerals and decimals.
change and dollar bills,
new clothes and maybe your first tattoo

i don't really fucking know
all i know if yes it sucks to work hard
but if you're gonna play hard you shouldn't be
playing on other's emotions and dimes.