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III.
outstretched hand your hand
grasping reminding
reciting the parts of
you like a litany to me
[everything that I can still remember]
singing your life like a
prayer
staccato
pestilence petulence
precision
lost among the
waves of time
this time.
Thursday 27th December 2018 1:21 pm
the first is [not]
I don’t have a poem for you
you don’t feel volatile
I am sputtering like a flame someone left too close to
an open window
but you are not the chilly night air
you are not the frayed wick
I still haven’t figured out what you are
you are like deja vu with pretty eyes
seeing a splintering of a thousand potential futures
they all exist because none of them exist ...
Wednesday 21st November 2018 3:26 pm
the first is
This one is not for you.
Stay.
Stay.
Close your eyes
those framed portraits
[eager and aloof.]
one day red
full stop
left to [no] exchange
grasping
looking
[looking] up up down
stay.
Stay sane.
in
with no regard,
heaviness,
luke warm
...
Wednesday 21st November 2018 3:04 pm
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