Poetry by Melodie Yvonne

Originally published online Aug 10, 2021 & in the collection Photographic Memories: 7even — available here

Southport Rd 13 by Melodie Yvonne

Sometimes I just wanna sit with my train wreck by the light of my dumpster fire
Sometimes even though I’m already high I just wannna get higher and higher
Sometimes when I’ve just got too much to do I sit down and do nothing at all
And I still just don’t know why the fuck I still wish that you’re dumb fucking ass would just call

Sometimes I just wanna go back to that trailer on the dark side of CSL
Dig me a hole way down deep in that party bowl ‘til I forget that I fell
But I just can’t give in ‘cause it never’d end and I’m aready goin’ to hell
Fallin’ over and over right through the floor of my dirty back barn room well

Were you thinkin’ ‘bout me or just ‘bout yourself, would it’d changed anything if I’d tried
Do you even regret for a second you left without ever saying goodbye
Do you think ‘bout me or wonder if I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ ‘bout you
‘Cause, baby, I still miss you so fucking much and this missin’ you’s givin’ me blues

Should I wait here for you ‘til the ends of the earth or just go right ahead & jump off
Should I wallow in silence down deep in the ditches or scream out your name from the top
Maybe you love me, but probably not and there’s just too much room left for doubt
I should give all my hope to a fifth of Patron & just let it all work itself out

Are you thinkin’ ‘bout me or just ‘bout yourself, ‘cause I’m here about to get fucked
Do you even regret for a second you left without even tryin’ to get sucked
Do you think ‘bout me or wonder if I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ ‘bout you
‘Cause baby I still miss you so fucking much and this missin’ you still gives me blues

When will I be done I just wanna have fun and burn everything I have left
I guess I like torture ‘cause I don’t know why I just can’t fucking let me forget
The sun and the moon just can’t love each other ’cause then I guess everything’d end
But I’d rather it be over right fucking now than just have to sit here and pretend

Sometimes I just wanna sit with my train wreck by the light of my dumpster fire
Sometimes even though I’m already high I just wannna get higher and higher
Sometimes when I’ve just got too much to do I sit down and do nothing at all
And I still just don’t know why the fuck I still wish that you’re dumb fucking ass would just call

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