Girlfriend

take this love
this melting glass
this paper heart
these lungs of fire
i haven’t found a thing to do with them yet

since days long gone
this narrative spilled
generously in gemstone bowls
to drink
to laugh
to look unconfused
i haven’t found a thing to do with them yet

i’ve got what i want
but still
i haven’t got what i think i want
so painted tiger in the bedroom
lost
i haven’t found a thing to do with them yet

without a mask
or so you’d think
but hidden all the same in paper hearts
i haven’t found a thing to do with them yet