prosepiece - stuck

stuck in the middle

    & mulling

   between (us)

the constant confliction

distinction

wish it'd f r e e us,

can't hold me so dearly

not nearly, 

clearly enough..

for either, 

can't lie there

pretend not to be crushed.

prosepiece - fair

so not fair,
to do to me
--or lack of doing
               ..constantly
            aggression
      triggered heatedly
it's not my fault
so leave me be.
Not fucking with you,
   -seriously.
get out of my head
         i can't fucking breathe
in the back of my mind
you reside           -mindlessly
     but you started this
     don't pin it onto me
who's now so t w i s t e d
following the lead
(i) can't get it straight
& (i'm) starting to bleed
as it drips down my hip
such familiar ease
                   r e l i n q u i s h e d now
and must concede.