By Misti Velvet Rainwater
Date: 7 April 2000
Sieve
words come so easily
polluting the purity
of my passion for you
and with all this time to kill
I'm feeling manic & desolate
and I'm asking for too much
and I'm playing games
like I always do
when on a long
road trip
but I recognize me in you
we are both bored with fakery
and insincerity
and words that pile up
and litter the intent
this is just to say I know you're the only man
who can give me what I need
and you're the only man I want to thank
and I'm so sorry that you are in love
with a sieve
you give me so much
and it all slips away
but there is something there
that stays
and that is what I'll hold onto
and all I can promise you is that
I will preserve it
and cherish it
and learn to be okay with the silence
there is a real violence to my nature
a need to destroy
a desire to toy with people
and see how much they'll take
but you are precious to me
and that is real
and I feel
for the first time in my life
like emptying myself out
and giving myself to you
to fill with new memories
and reasons
to hope
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