you
I don't know which you infuriates me most
- the cool, savvy, cocky you all wrapped up
in your own desirability and galactic ego,
on your way to make your rounds?
- the quiet, studious you that sits all alone
all night in the basement, studying for some test
you could care less about?
- the asshole, the mind-fucking you who takes
what you want becasue you know you can have it,
the you that gets all up in the face
like you're making a move, but all that you were
really making was a joke?
- or is it the you that rode in the car
the other day with Melissa?
- the soft, quiet, human side of you that people
rarely get to see but which I've come
to find my favorite?
Whichever you is there, the one that infuriates me most
is the you that won't be seen again when
the walls of Morgan fade, like the color of the leaves,
like memory.
sashay.