:::poetry
hello?


hello?
are you there?

I think about us, i'd like to remind you
what it would’ve been like if I'd never met you
if i was never born, this crib of cheap hate
and far cheaper dates


its been a few weeks, maybe stars align:

can you hear me now?


i spilled my guts across the floor of the hotel
tried to help you clean the piss-stained bar
but it made me sick and now my stomach's heaving vomit

where are you?
can you hear me?

can you hear me now?
:::