I no longer am hurt
I have stopped being pained when you make your jokes
you don't mean it
you don't mean that i'm pretty
well
i may be
but i'm not....no.
I'm not.
I am no heroine
I am no delicate
i would do anything
anything!
that the next time you joked like that
to grab your face between my hands
chiaroscuro
and whisper to your ear; "peter
"it is i, mary jane, come to see you."

but that would be lying
rather
press aginst the wall
run along your jaw, and say
"peter
"it is i, your counterpart.
luke skywalker? yes. it's me.
i've come to talk to you."
and we would talk
because it is a lopsided love

like in ot, see
he knows i'm his brother
but i still like my sister
i don't know he's my sister!
i've stopped making sense!

look! you make me talk gibberish!