flingshots

turns out it's a little hard right now
to hold up this chin
find that bend that makes a grin
so today i slipped on some denim
threw on my kicks
and lived out this poem

me living in limbo
a transition
juxtaposition
poured me a drink neat
sip sip for a taste of piece

on this couch denting these words into nothing
biding my time with these silly flings
so let's swap spit for a minute
what difference does it make
a little talk, a little kiss
go ahead, look me up and down
measure me up, put me on one of your lists

cause the truth is, i'm not concerned anymore
letting go of all those things that make me eligible
make me fuckable
something like lovable
i ain't trying to convince you
or her
or him
or them
can't do it anymore
i'm exhausted
a little nauseous
by your mouth
and your checklist
make out eyes
timing missed
see, you're kinda just another guy

like i'm kinda just another girl
so sure, let's move our tongues like we really give a fuck
pretend we're awestruck

and then what?
it's as common as muck
you go your way
and i go mine
cause you and i
we got better places to spend our time
happy happy day
my sweet valentine