the mirror's vanity

it may be
that i have written
my last love
letter to you.


i can't tell, exactly
but i know how frustrating
it's been to receive them
when all you want is a friend.

a friend is gonna tell you
how it is. otherwise why bother?

my body insists on this hunger.
yours on a different one.


i will stop dancing with this pole
open my eyes and go home

you can call anytime
i'll answer if i'm near the glass.