An old cliche
By facetoface
A collection of poems chronicling my 2018 and the journey me and my brain went on.
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belonging - in conversation with my girlfriend
being able to hold your hand without our palms slipping skin to skin pulse to pulse sometimes my fingers linger too long and they’re caught in the...
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golden
what i thought i saw in your eyes when we were together were really lies of ‘i’m okay’ a surprise to see you joke and laugh away the golden the...
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an old cliche
either way, I will blame myself either way, I will hate myself for not doing more for not doing less for doing nothing so I understand, I’m listening...
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golden (part two)
gold used to scare me intimidate me and for a long time i thought gold was you gold bounced off of your skin and paved a path for me shattered glass...
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doormats
dirty socks, tangled headphones, silent whisperer my miniature sleeping on the sofa till she tackles and i tickle her my sister tries to act...
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curtain call
applause. the curtain is closed on a performance i long to reprise i wish to reprise so, please do not sigh when i cut myself off i don’t want to lie...
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