Drifting through my thoughts unbidden; your face rises
like a serpent, Calyspo, leave me alone
to drown.

Nowhere near okay and I am still nowhere
near perfect, but I can't find the guts to
leave town.

Pack my suitcase and unpack it, I fall
back to dreams of you; and
I like it.

Curled up I suddenly realize, and jump to
throw you out of my head and
I become so lonely.