Unrequited/Uninvited

By: A.C. Cash

Four in the morning.

Typically, I’d leave the lights off.

But, I can’t shake this urge

To let you out through the gate.

Long, strong, certainly wrong.

All of your emotion

Exchanged

For an empty promise or two.

Please remember that

The grass is never greener

On the other side.

Crazy isn’t always insane.

More often than not,

It’s your demons

Convincing you they are mine.

Costume party of the century.

Poster child

For unrequited love language.

Hit him over the head

With a frying pan

For all I care.

It doesn’t change

The ludicrous rhythm

Of my inner monologue.

Cinematic.

Your soul motherhood tingles.

I have no piranha

In that exposé.

No fish in that cloud.

No horse in that pond.

Perhaps, you don’t know us,

Him nor me.

Not the angels dressed in black

That haunt your cabin.

Who made you stop

Calling the corners?

Your emotions are so big.

I can see them dancing

Around your body.

Gorgeously flawed.

Numb.

Wrong about everything.

Don’t stay lonely.

You look much prettier

When you’re free.