sometimes i feel the devil
and his dirty eyes
watching.
haunting me.
...
there is no such thing as
broken hearts,
only broken
minds.
...
so this is where we are,
where we will always be.
stuck between our words
misread,
...
that trusted liquid
takes its toll
carries my thoughts
away.
...
anxious
dazed
driving ferociously steady
through Alabaster
...
she met me on that famous road
dressed all stylish and hip.
trying to intimidate.
trying to impress.
...
just a poet.
not a
hero.
...