i said all those things to make him
fall
because i thought it was
bullet proof

all of the small
details
like the fact that i
pass out after sex
i'm spreading them in the wind
catch them if you can

i told him about
eyes that changes colour
green is happy and brown is
sad
about feelings too big for the body
to hold more than one at a time

all so i would be his own
Zooey Deschanel

i'm think about men
and what they
do to me
and about
words and how i
save them
how all of this is just a
nostalgia tainted
memory
how he met me at Järntorget
in his long robe and his
aladdineyes
och looked straight through me and said
you are happy today
one week later our
united
sweat
taited his
forest green sheets
i played russian roulette and
hit us both