was there all along
I see that now
behind everything fear
bribe the fear with juice and cookies
bury the fear in some guy’s hairy ass
clock the fear in tequila and darkness
drown the fear in laughtracks and bylines
sleeping it off on a bright weekend morning
working it off on a steep icy trail
kissing it off at airports and terminals
so I grew a black and red ball
dense as a meteorite
insistent as lava
it took up residence
over my lovesick heart
now makes itself known
at the strangest times and places
just as the snow falls
the game starts or
we all sit down with candles lit
they’ll grow up without you
this could be the last time
your first mistake was
you were too happy