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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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  • fragments

    swollen heart. ripple tears.burning bridges. flooding scenes. secret weapons. behind the scenes.felt you here. feel you gone. dare to fly. send a wire.pick up the phone. burry your ego. shaking bones. timid and cold.wrestled hair. stare is stale. fragments in frames. silly war game.pretend you care. forget i’m real. walk of shame. how’s heaven, any…

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  • guard down

    I’m just looking for a distraction,But I’m home every day.The wind is strong,And it’s too cold to go outside this way. ’Cause my heart is achingAnd that wind will take meSome place that I don’t know. And everywhere that I go without youIs just another placeUnlike home. I’m missing a part of meThat part of…

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