Last 3 letters of the spring
Just call it what you want.
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You can’t love someone into being ready and I know I know They aren’t here because I am and I know I know They aren’t running because I am chasing and I know I know They aren’t leaving because I am staying something’s broken The third eye drops down, sinking testing my immunity against the…
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It all starts with a phone call From there, there is only one leap into the void I could probably go and knock on some doors and beg for a couple of minutes of small talk I can’t change their mind even when they open I am crazy. I am mad. I am insane. Weaken…
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chased obsessed with stalked harassed inspired by drawn written about dreamed of desired missed Owed Owned Objectified! misunderstood (all the fucking time) craved adored wanted to satisfy a fragile, precious thing in the name of virility bare minimum felt like the new indulgence potentially promising potency only on odd dates, but slowly detaching emotionally on…
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I’d meet you on a random day in August I’d ask about the big 30 You’d ask back about my 28 So, how did you celebrate a crazy party, I presume You don’t know me very well, I’d say And add that I deep-cleaned my bathroom You’d gently smile as if you were certain that…
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If you had asked me then what I wanted I would have said nothing But now Now I want the sky and the dead stars all of them I want their ashes stored deep in my tiger scars If you had asked me then what I wanted I would have said lovely It’s just The…
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I keep talking to them as if they would understand me. I keep hoping they would. I keep holding space for their personalities to resurface – rise above and walk on water Fuck, my… suboptimal pain threshold of making mine yours rejecting hope as a dangerous habit ‘cause I knew, I knew I’d have to be…
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I wouldn’t need a reason, you know that, right? I don’t have one now either. I’m just, it’s been two years, and you are still the only person…yeah, I won’t say that out loud. I was thinking the other day about our imaginary life in new york—the one you didn’t know anything about, because we…
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This is a very serious poem with no hidden meaning I think it happened when you left the table while I was still eating I think—it’s happening again what has already happened when I kept reaching for nothing I stopped kissing lightly the lips that weren’t kissed but hunted I joined forces with the foes,…
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Eyes closed. I summon her images her face her dimples her body her stretch marks her touch her touching my innocence with nowhere to go with no one to love I live with imaginary paintings among imaginary feelings I live in imaginary spaces among imaginary faces Did you call to find out if I was…
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Crossing paths with strangers Avoiding their glances Always looking at their shoes Never at their faces, little Miss scaredy-cat is actually afraid Never missed a thing—thought she’d die defeated If she passed you by. That must have been the universe finally breathing out after holding its breath for six months So that you know: The…
Last 3 letters of the spring 