August 4th; Self Almost Killed by Self

One day I live
with rug-burnt knees next to mine in bed
and then they're gone
strewn out by wind,
gravity
and time.
In a year I've moved
living with white brick walls and strangers
and alcohol
I met a beautiful girl, Kirsten
and ejaculated on her face shortly after
days
weeks
she went home to smoke cigarettes.
I missed her like nicotine
moved back in with mom and dad
rug-burnt knees is talking to me again
but she's a tease
and I don't need that slut.