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WHERE I WANT TO BE
Pizza stains stain her rusty old books; / pages dog-eared and smelling like coffee dates and drags of a stale cigarette, she wishes for late night walks and New York subway rides, the green-blue hue of the underground’s lights swirl by like she was casted in an independent movie film filled with drunken stupors and graffiti-filled alleyways. / He walks back to her creaky-old apartment, her college literature class starting at 8:30am tomorrow yet he persists in walking back to her creaky-old apartment, green flannel catches her apartment's door with the broken lock, his beer-induced thoughts infused with the idea of her in his green flannel, laying on a sofa that’s 70% fluff and 20% couch;
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Aug 17, 2014
your eyes said words.
she bakes cakes / and probably waits for you; / and you,
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Apr 11, 2014
room & you (pt. 1)
you left / without a word. / but you had
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Apr 9, 2014
room & you (pt. 2)
you stretched my skin / the light reflected off the wall / the air was light
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Apr 9, 2014
our tongues tired and lungs, breathless
my fingers fingled and you / coming up breathless and me, / hopeless—ly in love with you—r
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Apr 9, 2014
we might die tomorrow
I missed the sun fall tonight and / the sunset **was** *you* in a day: stubborn / and obnoxious and everything I wished to be.
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Mar 19, 2014
she called it magic
after the alcohol / rots our insides and / the morning sunrise
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Mar 12, 2014
it's hard putting you into words
I notice that blue sweater before I even notice you. / your eyes are the metaphor to an April sunrise, / observant and mysterious.
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Mar 7, 2014
the moon's lonely and I felt alone
the moon looked lonely tonight and I felt alone. / I wondered if the moon needed company from time to time just like we humans did, if the moon shined bright against the contrast of the never ending Black Sea of sky just because it was tired of not being noticed; / if it changed it's shape from time to time
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Mar 7, 2014
your eyes said it all
if I spoke in tongues, / would you understand me better? / if I contrasted with you,
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Mar 7, 2014
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