n the skeleton frames of burned out Chevrolets
2009-02-01, 7:50 p.m.
We keep across the living room and eat the spaces in between us and you promise to put caps on those big ole' wolf teeth of yours and I love you for a moment because you think you could.

You are more than the sum of your teeth, but my hide is too thin and I had to tap out. I had to pick between dignity and you.

I know you in my bones. I feel twisted into you, carved into each others grain. I have an amazing capacity to love and hate you within seconds of each other.