Insane But Getting Better

I think of you
and the thoughts
alone are enough
to get me
into trouble

you’re the one
I look for
on my phone

and I know
I’m supposed
to be better
but alone
at midnight
I have no
desire to
get well

it’s only
the echo
of you
sounding in
my head

of your body
I think of

lips like
a robbery
sugar water
choking me
and words
so paper thin
I wish I had more
to give you
because you’re
driving me
crazy

– A. Ramirez

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