Tip

i realised

i'd rather sit here

on a hot laptop

both of us

pissin unfathomable

amounts of sweat

as the needle hits-

THIRTY SIX

DEGREES

CENTIGRADE

rather than be there

with all that

way back when

way back then

you know

that mopey cunt

i used to be

that permanently

on edge fuck

that used to be -

used to be me

it's an honest heat

dry and still

i let my long hair

fall about my shoulders

- the last of my untameable

i can smell good soap

- cheap conditioner

and on the tip of my tongue,

right on the tip of my tongue

are the words

i no longer need

to say

to anyone

(but myself)

are the words

i’ve no longer got

not in me

not anymore

are the words

i no longer

need to hear

are the words

i no longer

need to fear