Jam

Jam happened on your sleeve
and i cottoned on to your secret misery, so you fell in love with me

Jam happened on the bottom steps of the stairs
When I swung round my hips rolled my shoulders and shook down my hair
Jam happened when we danced on a Slovenian rooftop
afterwards I watched you walk around in thunder and fuck yourself up
I tripped lightly over the pieces of a poured out gut.

and I tried not to care

and I tried not to care

And I couldn’t help but care.

Oh and jam haggled at the wall
came bedraggled through the hall,
sucking chess pieces with his maw
left a dear jane note in scrawl
while his blood dripped down his mothers wall.

And so I sucked another stamp
and fucked me up some more.

Jam got crushed out on the trampoline
tried to make a tramp of me
but that’s the nature of competitive insanity
there is no truth when love comes through profanity

Oh and jam showed up after a snowstorm
when I figured it was long gone
with no shoes on
came to my room
and held me in his arms
cupped my breast
and called me mom.
It was around then I decided it was best that I move on.

Damn jam you’re a sticky one
sickly
bitter
falsely sweet

Ovaries trapped in the sugar
the preservative of a summers worth of memories.
Jam you know that I know that you’re no good for me
you were
Worth a taste,
but your consistency doesn’t sate
when I’d rather something real to eat.