Literature
Knot
They dont even want me
Not even to hold, not even to kiss, not even to scold.
We dont even want you, not when youre alone
Distraught and tied up, beaten and shown.
One side down the middle, we need you alone.
Tied up in a knot, treacherous and done.
They dont even need me, not even to run.
To say it to others, not even for fun.
They dont even want me
Not even to love.
Not even ok, but mostly undone.
Not even my words make much sense at all
You dont even want me
Not for a precarious length of time
Or forever, to smell my hair, view my lights.
Dont touch my face, they dont even w