I want to say things are OK
without you, that I’ve finally found
a path disconnected to your door.
I’m in love again, even, with a man
who’s so good, you’d never understand
him. I want to say I’m happy
in this chaotic limbo and I want
you to know I’ve finally given up
on us ever reconciling. And all this
is true and every word is checked,
but somewhere deep inside me,
you still live, comfortable and mean.
That probably pleases you and I don’t
know how else to fight it except say stay
as long as you want. Maybe
I sort of need your pit within.
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