This whole poem is one giant WTF
Mike #2 (2001)
The biggest screw up I ever
screwed once told me
something I’d never understand
occasionally he’s speak of
his turbulent times
Hell, we’ve all been there
some of us just keep
repeating the cycle
mixing the whites with a pair
of red socks
and everything turns piss-colored pink
in those diluted moments
I contemplate returning to old habits
and bite my tongue so hard I swallow it whole
like the way he engulfed me with silence