i quit jobs like light switches

I quit jobs like 

light switches

and dead-bolts, burn bridges

like just one more 

(beer)

and I’d  rather say f**k off than 

(admit)

I love you

I give it all away

like Louisiana,

get up and go like an indian

summer, and 

I’d rather

convince myself against the obvious

than take it as I see it

I run away like 

crumpled paper,

don’t like a should

and I’d rather do  

at all the wrong times than

commit uncertain suicide