The Sickness

The Sickness

A Poem by cara

(gross sounding double bass
perverted and pretty like sufjan stevens but gross like fionna apple)

you convinced me
so quickly
even though they could hear me
even the blood on your bedsheets

i don't want to get into bed
anymore
because that's just not the point
at all
even though they could hear me
even the blood on your bedsheets

no matter what
you can't take away
the sickness

we started out as such pure friends
people would wonder what we were always
giggling about

we started out
then we got it out of our system


cuz no matter what
you can't take away
the sickness
cuz no matter what
you can't take away
my boy
cuz no matter what
you can't take
can't take it away (taunting background vocals)

i used to think it was illness
you'd drive six hours for
something more like chowder
and feels less like power

but oooh
nothing feels quite like the sickness
but ooh
nothing feels right like disease

© 2024 cara


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