Monday, July 16, 2018

imagine me extra. too much. i mean,

a lot|making unending eye contact
under low lights|karaoke, all the saps
and, i'll keep trying *too much* for
you. and, i'll delude myself again|too.
pretend that you didn't say in a million
small ways|that i wasn't enough. that i
wasn't worth the energy involved. i'll
die-in this flamboyant determinism.

*because surely you can't be that done yet*

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