It’s like trying to amputate a thought from my brain

So selfish as to appear in my dreams, 

not even doin shit. 

Just there. 

Inescapably 

there. 

In the corner 

of the room, 

and also somehow 

in the car? 

I could see if 

taking Paxil 

would help,

but I do hear

that makes you  

piss the bed. 

I’d rather 

have you 

than that. 

I’d rather 

have you 

over 

many things.