Islands

Dreams like water,
for your char-grilled soul;
you dress like a fuck up,
but always say thank you & please;
you scratch your friend's back
while you scratch your own balls.

You've been confused for so long that clarity is just another form of haze.
It doesn't matter if she treats you disdainfully,
if she tells you 'I love you' that's enough for staying one more day.
she pets you, she hits you, she pets you;
and you just wag your tail.


Wrote your emotions on a piece of paper,
to see if you could understand yourself
and as soon as she drops by,
you throw your diary into flames.

Wag off or wagon.
Your life ain't yourself.

And if you can't see her,
don't see her,
because happy & sick
it's the worst vice
we [dogs] can get.