Sweater Rack
I threw my sweater
over your head
like a ticker tape parade
of acrylic yarn
in sweater form
this did not make you happy
and I was surprised
perhaps you should have taken
the headphones off
of your ginger hair
and taken some time
to listen
If we aren't talking
I don't know
that you aren't a sweater rack
over your head
like a ticker tape parade
of acrylic yarn
in sweater form
this did not make you happy
and I was surprised
perhaps you should have taken
the headphones off
of your ginger hair
and taken some time
to listen
If we aren't talking
I don't know
that you aren't a sweater rack
posted by Shena at 1:09 PM
8 Comments:
who is this about?
Don't pretend you don't know. Must we really play these games?
Quit playin' games with my heart.
Okay?
You should have known from the start.
Don't go act all sweetness.
You know the game! You're wearing it.
No, you're wearing a damn sweater. That is the problem.
I can't believe you'd say that. Is that all I am to you? A sweater? I mean, look - I know that you want it to be sweater weather, and that's great, but why do you always have to make it about things? Why can't it be about us?
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