When A door is not a door

 silent treatment,
a mute voice,
... get a little closer please,

overdose,
no choice,
I never really wanted you to leave

practice makes enemies
and perfection leaves you yearning

haze across the lace that left you a burden-burning

watch your cliches finally give up crying
and do something original

with those
cat eyes
burglarize
how you snuck up
and fucked up everything

smile wide
broken teeth
I knew you
would give up on me