Needing

Time has been a colander Holding our love Draining out the worst of you Dolling you up Like a spell you fall under Memory dust Coats me in a mythical Version of us It's inviting, I decline because I know that's not really how it was My baby's by the banister He don't give a damn Tuning out the ghost of you With bargain rattan Labeling the canisters Warming the pan Here I land reluctantly Needing a man What's the word to want to be alone Stick and poke removal of a bone Rid me of needing, turn me into honeycomb Child in a body fully grown