The Obsessives
Wet Shorts
You changed something in my heart my chest is different

You led me down a path of eutrophying swamps
The algae blooms got big and now they cover the top
I exist underneath them
It's easier without feeling

You were everything to me
Including bruised knees
Not including chipped teeth
Not excluding bare feet in grass in spring

I really feel like leaving think I'll go home now
Dive into the tub to scrub my anger out
Take a Brillo pad to my fist do my own damage
Better to contain my outbursts in my own skin