The
Ditch (A Guy, A Girl, A God)
mermaids
flying into sinking ships
and i can't
seem to get out of this ditch
take me
back to a time when i believed in you
when i
wasn't afraid of boys who wore blue
broken toys
and broken girls
can never
really be healed
i know she
remembers my crimes
on the cold
wet floor, in the warm bed
even when i
smashed my fist into her head
well,
drowning dragons in volcanoes
is all i
can see through these eye holes
and i know
now why i can't move
but god,
did you have to let him
take my
hair as well for a memento
pretty girl
i thought played dead
till i saw
it was her head that bled
now no more
thoughts, no more talk
and no more
limbs to fight back
just spare
parts and round breasts
i never saw
the white cliffs of dover
never saw
tokyo or the eiffel tower
who cares,
now that i can't turn over
but god,
why did this have to be
was i not
worth more, don't i matter
and shadows
run fast past a window
as bits of air
shred onto the floor
and a girl
buries herself in the dark
knowing she
won't be able to walk
stained and
flooded with some indigo
she'll
finally give up now
on that
sunday-school savior of hers
