called
to see
if your back
was still alligned
and your sheets
were growing grass along the corners of your bed
but you've
got too much to wear on your sleeves
it has too much to do with me
and secretly
i want to bury in the yard
the grey remains
of a friendship scarred


-from kissing the lipless by the shins
personally, i would think it makes more sense (not to mention, sounds better) if it were "the grave remains".
just me?

//meh --