We're not going to make it

We’re not going to make it
She pretends she doesn’t have the capacity to think
Betraying the fact that she doesn’t want to
She doesn’t want to work at this
Because it has become work
Because she drags her feet

But she’s not lazy
On the contrary
She steals from peter to pay paul
And this rock is crumbling
But she doesn’t care
She is caught up in the way of the world
Depleting her resources
Then moving on

She knows nothing of stewardship
She does not value conservation
She gives without emotion
Without connection
Giving away what isn’t hers
Freely
And counts herself generous

But of herself
There is nothing to be found
Even her body is just a thing
A means to an end
With me

And love
Is nearsighted
With blinders
Selfish
And self serving

So we won’t last
We can’t
Cuz this shit she calls love
Is killing me
Like a leech

And my time is almost gone.

©2.10.18 ebn