Not

It's not
her
I say it
is
It's easier
they understand
get it
even
she had my
heart
But
she has my
soul
(part of it
anyway)
I live for the
day
and remember
the other
another
may come
But until then
she
is it.
And they
none of them
(not even her)
come close.

Owning the Demons

I own my demons
still
out of control
yet
in control
there
biting
kicking
screaming
and poking
me
but they are mine
and only mine
because I own them

A poke from a new stick?
not my demon
hers
entirely hers
poke
scurry
poke
scurry
on the loose
running fast
out of control
and not owned

Unlike mine
and unlike hers
mine torment
hers run
I own
she doesn't
She feels hers
while
I feel both.