Unseeing Eyes of an Apathetic Man

I'll mourn, now.

It's all cyclical, anyway.

But your unseeing eyes

will never cry for me

I can't believe your undying apathy.

You hide me

but you show yourself off

On the hill with the girls who took flowers off my head

(They wear them now)

And you lick and you

Snatch

and I spit you out

And I weep.

I'll scream now.

Did you ever care?

I know you know what

"Leaving" means.

Someday I'll leave you.