I heard that cats wear their hearts on their sleeves
Sleeves being fur, and the cats siamese

they turn black where they are cold,
And light where they feel warm, I’m told

And if i owned a cat, I think it would be neat
To know how they felt, know where to heat

I’d light a fire near the burnt bits, to burn away the coal
Smore making in reverse, flames whitening their soul

People aren't like cats though, where they’re cold is hard to find
So much I’d give to know your needs, and look inside your mind

But even if we’re not siamese, you should know I’d like to say,
I want to make eachother warm till we’re white and gray

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I feel bad,
I can't control myself,
I could
But I don't
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I try to think
That I'm a good person
But good people
Do good things
And that hasn't been me.
Not lately.

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How many chances do I get?
I haven't run out yet.
We can start again today
And hope
The red doesn't follow.
Pray for some discipline
And keep
Trying
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I’ve been thinking about who I am recently
I just end up thinking of you
I can't really see where I’m going
I can't remember where I’ve been
  
I just end up thinking of you
Because what else could I possibly do?
I can't remember where i've been
You're all I want to remember
  
Because what else could I possibly do,
but be completely under your spell
You're all I want to remember
You're impossible to forget
  
I tried to write a poem about me today
I wrote a poem about you instead
My mind is socrates cave
Shadows of you, set before my chained head.

This year began in march-
       The best part
                Of any ride is always
                             Near the end
                So that when it is over
         You wish deeply
                To start again-
                      I wanted to go
                           Towards a riotous
                Celebration, but I forgot
          To invite my mom,
Or common sense.
                  I was far too busy being
                          “Happy”
                         ­  I was indulging in
                 Bite-sized love
          And becoming intoxicated
                             With admiration.
                     Colby left town in march
       To fall in love with bad habits
                     Hopefully he’ll be home by Christmas,
           Or at least New Years

“I need you close to me” said the porcupine
“I need space, I miss rabbit and fox” pled the squirrel
“Once I feel better you can leave”

“I’m lonely”
“Move closer, I’ll ease your isolation”
“Ok” Sting. Recoil.

“Why do you distance yourself from me?”
“Im sorry, it hurts”
“This is why you're in pain, you turn away from me”

“I just need a moment”
“Not until we're close”
“I’m bleeding, I need rabbits soft fur”

“Rabbit doesn't love you the way I do”
“Im anxious, I need fox’s kind words”
“Come near me, I will help you heal”

“Im worried about your spines”
“My spines? You think I have spines?”
“Don't you see them?”

“I don't know why you would say that to me,
I try so hard to be here for you”
“You're right, Im sorry”

Naming our first cat
Raising our first kid
Our garden, our flowers
I love the sound of Ours.
Did
you know it? The night we
met, that
you might
see me
like this? I didn’t that night.