This one track on your playlist
shreds my heart to tatters
and I dread the days
your mood’s on
shuffle.
You said
You’re not into my
genre;
One of your favorite vibes
is a spoken sonnet
of liquid love –
[And] now I know you meant me.
The binds of contradiction dig deep.
I overstand (here) holding
pieces of me that I tried
to give to you
and you rejected
with unkind excuses
and passive untruth.
Kayfucius 