Knot

They don’t even want me
Not even to hold, not even to kiss, not even to scold.
We don’t even want you, not when you’re alone
Distraught and tied up, beaten and shown.
One side down the middle, we need you alone.
Tied up in a knot, treacherous and done.
They don’t even need me, not even to run.
To say it to others, not even for fun.
They don’t even want me
Not even to love.
Not even ok, but mostly undone.
Not even my words make much sense at all
You don’t even want me
Not for a precarious length of time
Or forever, to smell my hair, view my lights.
Don’t touch my face, they don’t even want me.
They can't even know it, those bastards and liars
And yet, here, be still, you'll fall in my fires
Because they don’t even want me.
Not alone, to hug, kiss or touch.
Not even alone.