this city
does not care for me
i am nothing to her
cold indifference
as if you never left
as if i never learned
but i have heard
out there
somewhere
someone
with a brain
just like mine
and a voice
like English summer
calling out my name
in the silence
all too empty
the idea of you
puts down roots
like a weed
while I’m dancing
in someone else’s kitchen
to the songs my father liked
boys, honey dripping
from their teeth
they’ll suck me dry
if i let them
