don’t waste your time
it is never i good time for me
say what you want
not what you think you might mean
you see in others whatever you want to believe
you touched my head and spinned me round ya, see?
don’t waste yourself on me
don’t waste yourself on me –
no –
where are the christians, the lovers, the gods, romantics and poets –
they’ve promised the world
where is the lover you never explored
a photograph hidden in your badroom-drawer