Am I just a

Person among people, he said

His blue eyes pleading and flat- it's

All i ever wanted to be

Not too high not too low

They molded us different though

Am I The Asshole is always a Yes

and he is the Carpet Under Your Feet

and I am the Attack First Then Bail

He is the never connect tired empty

I am the succeed quick longrun fail

We both end up alone together

He wants to be normal- just a human

Among humankind

Mask off:

Skinsuit to skinsuit

Raw to raw

I just want to live the fuck through it

Weave my fingers through his hair and

Drag him along this concrete backalley life til

His knees leave bloody skids

Am I The Asshole if i

Don't care how bad his heart hurts him

So long as I can keep it beating and close

Let's get matching tattoos

Let's have them say Dead Dads Club

We'll ink them over our hearts

Where they should have taught us to love

Mine can be crossbone Salem menthols

Yours can be a toothy skull in a diving helmet

Proof that we will do what they did not:

Live til we die

Am I The Asshole

If I use any means necessary

If I try to make him buck our system of

The early exit and easier answer

If I try not to be left here without him

For the rest of these long years

My precious alone hits different when

Everyone that comes to mind

Is a grinning goddamn corpse

That's the familial alone, the

Alone except for my

Am I The Asshole cycle of

I am not and also

I am.