The lesson’s been learned

I’ll stop sugarcoating sandpaper 

and putting ice on burns

Sweet ruminator!

So slow to anger 

So quick to yearn 

When it comes to love

you say you’re only a half-believer, 

well I’m just a snake-charmer

and a bit of a schemer

If your head is in the crook of my neck,

but your mind’s across the moon

I’ll be wearing your T-shirt

as I’m saging my room

Catharsis is my unpolished laugh 

as I finally walk out the door

And the yawn

from all my friends 

as I play them the chord:

That you loved me fine, 

just loved yourself way more

It’s always so strange

the things I do to let go

today my hair is chocolate 

tomorrow I’ll bleach it gold