my body and yours
do you know what they need
what they crave,
what they are not able to speak
of course you don't
it's a mystery,
another cold case to hit the streets
just another file in your brain
for when you can't get to sleep
black and white,
blood and bone
what's the difference
when it's cold
and i'm all alone
my lips are chapped
and my heart is rotted
and i can't help but find humor in you
because you haven't felt what it's like to
truly be uncapped
from the soles of our shoes
to the way we walk,
the faces we make in the mirror on lonely friday night
to the shampoo that we use
we're two people
who've lived two completely different lives
who are you
and who am i
to say we'd see everything the same light
black and white,
blood and bone
what's the difference
when it's cold
and you're all alone
