patti-1Whisper

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she's made of sulfurgoodbye love, / goodbye midnights and jars of sweet tea, / fairy lights, "overcoming" anything,
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how could I **** a manlast night scraped painstakingly / from the fissures in my brain / scraped like ink from wood-latch boxes with
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1. you're not a thing like jesusthese last two weeks drag on. / I wash my hair all the time, rinse and repeat rinse and repeat rinse and repeat repeat repeat repeat repeat / slithering out of my follicles and sliding down the drain
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brighter.one o'clock in the morning / switch switch clack clack / there's a train and it's streaming swirls of
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I can walk for miles, miles, milesI have been bright, hovering for weeks with the edges of ovals I so narrowly believed to be bicycle wheels, / discovering good friends in places right under the windowsill, freshening up the roses / in the pots I'd forgotten about on the back porch.
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to adventureI was magnificent. / I sat there in the dark, alone, and I clutched christmas lights to my chest. / whispering, "here,"
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whalesmy ghost will haunt the space of that old cafe; / nestled into the air above the second booth to the left / or tucked into the corner above the fish tank,
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shimmercaked on makeup, lyrical lash lines, clear / thoughts for the first time; trying so hard to type / out the right words to make the world stop spinning ten
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from the words that carve our livessubtlety is not a trait I possess well, when I mention / late night texts and infatuation here and there I mean *you*, / the problem is that I've been here before and I've
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mannequin loveseatlate october, / today my heart is wandering, / I still listen to your music.
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