Stealing Sara [December ten years ago]

                          I snorted two blue ones
    and waited for the vodka to mix
Isn't it funny, this is the most. Patient. I ever am

In this room [candles light .cornered ghosts.] I am alone
                Though never .so. completely that I
          Can find the peace that being lonely brings

Sara was still sleeping as mocking birds taunted
They scream "DESERTER" and I apologize "it's natural"
These words are nothing more than cost-effective
But I still defected from another virgins bed and..

Some other lover will soon come to love her
       Or another will hurt her [as I have]
Poisons lay bitter on my liar's tongue
                But i am not the first one to surrender
or to succumb to mid-December. Or the longing.
         ...That empty beds can bring...

And now sara is slowing waking. And she is shaking.
        .as if she figured out was all of this was for.