It's nights like this
that
make poets poets
that angry conversation
with the ex who MORE THAN
waxes stalker
it is also the kind of night
that makes passionate women
into bitches

My cigarette ashes
are going to get more love than
any man anytime soon

I've hurt, I've burned
I've loved, I've cried

What now kids?

I'm going to fucking SLEEP

Rayne