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I know for a fact
that when I'm no longer sick
the words will stop coming.
I will stop becoming
close to a writer.
But you don't want that,
and neither do I.
that when I'm no longer sick
the words will stop coming.
I will stop becoming
close to a writer.
But you don't want that,
and neither do I.
Literature
Senescence
Before the rain,
all the leaves are brown.
Here's to green memories -
but the tree that loves its leaves
will never know the art of aging.
You found love in our yellow room,
but winter's holding my hand;
it won't be long.
When somebody says your name for the last time,
they gently take your life.
Literature
.
i avoid the eyes of people when i'm nervous
stare at spaces in between their eyelids
and let the conversation fade
or dissolve.
i don't know where to let my eyes rest
when you appear
in my head
around my bones
there's nowhere to look
except through you
Literature
drinkdrinkdrunk
anabolic alcoholic, summer
had dreams
of watching you soar through
hammock seams and i had
almost found your reluctance
sweet
but then liquor dripped
dropped
and ran rather deep -
mounds of molehills
you drained with coke
and found
merciless
vodka leaked jaws and i
told you the dreams;
the heights summer had
but you
liked disappoint-
-ment etched in your
left cleft joints
so swallowing, wallowing
in catabolic ache
liquid froze at the
nape of your
neck and this white-red-pink wine
you love somehow
stole summer's dreams
and winds and thaw.
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...I think this extends to commenting, because I've been pretty stable for a while and I haven't commented in just as long.