Cone Alone

The World of Cone Alone

You left this morning.

I tried to stop you in your tracks.

But you had to go.

I am Cone Alone.

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I was planning on calling you after so long.

I was planning on saying I’m sorry.

I was planning on telling you it was all my fault.

I was planning on crying, for once.

But I was out of quarters.

I am Cone Alone.

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Because you’re mine, I walk the line.

Who am I kidding?

You’re not mine. You never will be.

I am stuck in the middle without you.

I am Cone Alone.

I’ve been coming here for the last four years. I knew what I would find.

I would find what I lost on the other side. What I cannot reach.

I don’t see a solution. I feel we may always be separated.

If only I get could get a message through.

“I’m ok. I’m here.”

“I miss you.”

I am Cone Alone.

I never knew autoerotic asphyxiation would be so complicated.

I am all choked up.

I am Cone Alone.

Now I can finish that Chuck Palahniuk book

*note: Today’s subject is fine and still enjoys safe breath play to this day.