Dear Monday

Autumn Equinox Spill Your Guts Horror Show Phantasm.
I wear my heart, held in front
use it as body armor.
It catches all battle scars
and bruises.
I wear my ego, resting on hips
use it as a weapon.
You'd be appalled by the damage it can do.
She says, I can get through this fall without tucking heart strings
into the back pocket jeans
of those college boys.
[she lied]
She wakes up and gets out those rusty garden shears.
Pauses before she severs.


How much longer until they've used her up?
and she becomes a girl so angry
no boy will want to play?


How much longer until there's nothing left to use.


"Hey so um....i'm not used to going out with someone and then not having them make an effort to see me again. I'm assuming you're busy cause it hurts a lot less than thinking this was a hit it and quit it kind of deal...which if it was, that's ok. I just regret paying for your sushi....jokes. I'm not the kind of girl that can do casual sex and not get hurt. I'm way too sensitive. so when I text you with no response and you appear to have stopped making any efforts to get to know me better, i just start feeling pathetic. I just don't want to bother you if you're not planning on seeing me again. you don't have to respond, you're lack of an answer will let me know and i can just stop thinking about it. no hard feelings, whatever you're reason, i understand"


and Cut.