Hole in The Ground

I watch your name slide
further and further down
I keep my promise
I won't make a sound
I build conversations that will never be read
Like I miss you even now
Even now that I know my true pal
Or why your world blurs
Why words are used to burn
You steer that deranged ship
I beat in the sense of it,
with each and every rip
We were never meant to fit

You're a wild card with a hot rod
I am a body in someone else's bed
I build conversations that will never be said
I thought I'd never spill
Our secret love affair
I'd see things from your point-of-view
Anonymity
Respectfully
You're a lost guy, simple nod, a quiet fret
So go find your solace
Time in a church well spent
Build conversations, while spoon fed
You're in hindsight, no longer a threat

Two worlds collided
Needed a drink,
just to pretend you can think
I am who I need
and what I strive to be
I build conversations to reconnect
Can't pretend to know
Why through a tragic rage
This cycle always finds me
Terror of proximity
To come upon another blank page
Admission for one
No entrance fee

You sipped your tea until I walked down the street
A liquid substitute for who you pretended you could be

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