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  • ticking borders

    how vicious / pretentiousclock ticking between bordersa war zonemy conscious mind—abilities to be at peace our cycles unlike oceans—they roar like lions on mountaintopsi feel my heartbeatonly time would telltick tickthe universe at workundercover officer of fateanswering the fight of debate how vicious the suede,heat still clinging to your arms—you held me like a performance,but…

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  • already hers

    there it was againa washed-up droughtfrom the panic of a heartless core—not a heartless man,but the foundation within him,brittle to the bore. without two bare hands to holdthe woman who poured into,but also scolded himfor the absence of an openingto hear her softly,to brush her hair behind her ears,and whisper—“i am here.” there it was…

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  • approx. 5:44 a.m.

    all of those bags, are they a way to hold onto my past? his patience, it’s made me realize certain faults. i’m more aware of today than ever. i feel seen. his tenderness is how. his eyes: a flame crashing between a wave. the connection glows, lights me up inside. where did i meet him?…

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  • dial tone

    but i don’t want anybody but you.i don’t want anyone else. and in this moment i realizethat’s exactly what i want—what i’m yearning for—summed up in two sentences by ernest hemingway. and i know that pending call between usmight become a silent dare,like the last time i tried circling backto someone who couldn’t decide on…

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  • snake dust

    running miles in my mindwhile gin provides a good timeit never was black and whitefor that, you were right tethered to the circumstanceof standing alone—so I deny the phonea ring to your thronereaching for your bonesdead bodies wash ashorememories of us ‘once before’ photo eclipse—and the moon shun brightfull moon delightthe last time you were…

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