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Literature
Fragile
Give me ten days,
and a heartbeat that
means more than the
flux of muscle,
and I'll hold your
hand and teach you
to play piano keys
made of porcelain.
Literature
i think we've got it bad.
the long dirty road has wheels printed into it and buildings jutting from its sides, cars stopping completely, submissive to all the too-bright light. it's freezing but i feel okay, i feel whole. i feel like i could step outside of myself and the numbness of it all wouldn't let anything touch me. the essence of me. the idea of me.
you wait for me under the street signs with your heeled shoes and too much black smeared around your eyes. it makes you look sad but maybe you want to look sad i don't really know. your hugs feel like a mother's. we're going to a party, some great musician's with golden toilets in his loft that likes prostituted gi
Literature
i got shy
i
got shy
and forgot how
to spell
alleviation and
forgot how to
count to a thousand
and forgot how many digits
were in a google-plex.
you
got loud
and remembered how
to say
hurt me and
remembered how to
be diaphanous
and remembered how many things
you could be taught.
i
got snow-blind
and forgot how
to fall
in love the right way and
forgot how to
be a point of light
and forgot the things that lovers
taught me.
you
got stars in your eyes
and learned how
to survive
with very little and
learned how to
be sorrowful
and learned things no one needed to
teach you.
we
got shy
and forgot how
to hold hands and
fo
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hmm interesting ...i like it..