Whatever She Believes He Is

How did we get here?

   Trouble in the air

Tension brewing in our bellies

   A chalk outline on my bed

An animal raging inside of your head

   You see a savage

A dog in heat

   Someone who can’t bleed

But really

   Just a shattered spine

And a troubled mind

   Persists in this

No heroes exists

   No villains over here 

He is whatever she believes he is.

   Coward eyes shine in this dark

Stopping before the start

    Soon he’s pushing a shopping cart out to the woods

Where he lives

  While she flies to mexico again

   Too prideful to forgive

Too scared to jump

   Out as soon as it got rough

Broken sins

   Chained to our legs

We all got some baggage, babe 

   We all got our suspicions

But, she wouldn’t listen to him

   She couldn’t stomach giving it more attention

   An angel 

Or a demon?

 She is whatever he believes she is,

And today she feels like a toothache to him.

    CH 2/27/25