i thought you were on my side in this
fixed game of days
my girl for good and worse times spent
at least together,
or drunk and collapsing
or naked and spiteful in the slick neon of
a Parkdale night
but there are no boundaries on this trust of
fate...only tossed coins in supermall wishing wells...only small splashes and wrong endings
only broken words over a broken phone line because i was so far away that the syllables couldn't make the stretch...and your accent
became a sudden weapon
registered on my voicemail...
boom boom and a flatline |
Submission Name: i thought you were on my side
