i don't even like you,
your laugh
is trying.
eyes too close,
too blue.
always travelling,
leaving behind
false clarity
confusion.
your teeth
show too often,
like you don't even feel,
the way i'm feeling.
your arms,
all lank,
but strong
and in which i have
longed for.
hold another,
and i watch.
i don't even like you.
