Outlaws

She's drunk because she's nervous

New people scare her. 

You can't tell unless you know

The way her nose crinkles like a rabbit

she hides from the world 

ashamed of the way she was made

Her "rabbit nose" is my favorite thing

it Is how I know.  

She's ashamed of everything about her bur me.  Misguided much?  

The ironic notion of anyone bragging

on me. 

I watched her tell her writing friend I was beautiful.  I can belive that through her fucked up drunken eyes. 

 She'll fall asleep not knowing. I'll wake up with her arms. 

 Loyalty is dead.  Even in the best of the best.  We're all outlaws in a time when outlaws die alone.