Saturday, August 12, 2017

still, i don't remember, because it was us: we before them

I meant every word that I said, I'm going to keep on pushing you

hands shake, quick movements, the ash falls.
always with these quick little movements--do they think they hide the twitching?
nerves? for us?

I'm going to keep on pushing you, because it is the only thing I know how to do

to press my ear to their chest. soft and fragile. delightful switch. are more attractive when vulnerable? a bad man. please enjoy. maybe blue or gray or blue? no youth in eyes, pushing up on 28. give me one week. one terrible week.


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