• June 11th:
  • throwing myself from the top of a building into a warm daydream filled with her enticing eyes
  • what a feeling it is to wrap myself within the concrete and secret touches
  • what secrets i am keeping
  • about her
  • from her
  • it is more than a season
  • however i am less than the soil
• June 14th:
  • I want to melt onto the pavement
  • the scars from the beating heat-
  • turning to liquid and sharing a dance-
  • will be healed if only I can reach the relief of the ground
  • the cool ground
  • freeze me
  • until I am solid again
• June 24th:
  • at night is when I am the most fortunate
  • to be looked at by the eyes that I have admired all day
  • for the admiration to be returned
  • mutualism
  • being drunk on the liquid lips that drip from the face of an angel
  • down my chin
  • the buzz and the warmth
  • can last as well as a thousand bottles
  • touch me through thick denim and boundaries
  • throw both of them in the corner
  • the corner of your eye where the lights are visible
  • focus
  • on me
  • or the back of your head
  • you are so fortunate
• June 26th:
  • one small piano
  • in the corner of my mind
  • a single chord struck

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• repetitive dreams
• seem to be the only thing
• keeping me from sleep

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• there's a piece of me
• in your returned belongings
• can you find it blindfolded?

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• written with a pen
• or with my aching body
• my fingers still bleed

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• red winter skies that
• seize to exist where you are
• are there eternal spring days?

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• tell me about them
• the city lights that shine like
• your own beaming eyes

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• when I can focus
• there is a return from her
• mental loss for a numb heart
• July 16th:
  • all of the numbers
  • that dance in front of my eyes
  • melt into fatigue

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• from lovers to strangers
• in only forty-six days
• today is the sixteenth
• but the first never came
• August 4th:
  • three months- from an innocent, fluttering heart in the rain with her arm around me, to a fragmented, reserved soul drowning in my own storm
• August 18th:
  • it is beyond cold
  • today I sat in the dark
  • accepting the chill
  • i'm ready to lose it all

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• it's all of my fault
• the invention of physics
• and travel and change
• sickness and those it affects