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Saturday, May 7, 2011

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i am folded between blankets
i forget the world

i forget what warmth feels like

i forget sweat on skin

i forget sweetness

i forget hair in that place
on your neck

you know that place

i forget words
but remember silences

silence is rain and trees and you

it is someone else's memories

i will stay up all night staring at my desktop

my sadness is a stone
i hold in my pocket

2 comments:

  1. my sadness is a huge ass boulder that crushes my ribs and face but for some reason doesn't kill me

    i like your poems

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  2. thank you. i like your poems too.

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