scar

I want to be the scar 
you talk about
the one that you 
can't name

enough

I never
have to wish
you love me more
you love me enough
this enoughness is 
just enough
for me

journey

travelling back to where you are
this train hurls itself forward
I am forever rear-facing

the outside unfolding in reverse
no surprises there, it's all passed by me
before

I don't know if I have passed you too
or if you have left

sobriety

you used to love me when you were drunk
sobriety never became us

but I no longer answer your drunk texts
a spoilsport, I won't play the game
direct your calls elsewhere
to someone who will stay
when the liquor ends

I didn't love you at all
no, not even then.