Hiding Underneath My Bed

So inarticulate tonight- but stay there
please don't come back,
it's easier thinking you'd do right
than seeing you fuck up.

I live with the presence of inconsistency,
and misery
so become infidelity
and shoot by infrequently.

Those black clouds rain
more than sweat and anger beneath my skin
I could kill you
I swear to god I might
I can't have you?
Then no one will alright.

Concrete is so consistent
so smash your face into the pavement
like I did when I fell from your bicycle
and realize you've lost
when consistency breaks your teeth

it's better if you can't speak
words unsaid are what ring around my head
I wonder where the love you stole
is hiding?