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Love Letter XXIII - Dear ************
Dear ************ / This is the hateful letter. This is the one in which I tell you how much of a ******** you are and how I am so much better off without you, so thanks for leaving me. It was the best thing that ever happened to me. This is where I tell you that you’re an idiot if you ever thought I depended on you for my self-worth, because I don’t need you for validation, and I never have. I was trucking along just fine before you came along, and will continue to do so without you, so you can go **** yourself. / This is the part where I call you a ******* for saying all those things you said. If you weren’t trying to hurt me, you must be an idiot to think that it was a good idea to say what you did. I’ll tell you that it ****** me off to realize that you obviously didn’t know me as well as I thought you did. It ****** me off that our communication was clearly not functioning like it should have been.
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time-travel
I time-travel in my dreams. / I am not awakening from sleep, / but returning from a sojourn to the past.
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Love Letter XIV
Mine, / I am not inspired. This page was blank for so long, my fingers poised over the keys to play scribe to the muse that is missing you, but nothing. There is no poetic language in me tonight. No flowery prose, no clever literary devices, not even any cliché. Today there is only ***** raunchy and blunt: I want to **** you so badly I ache. / Yours.
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Love Letter XII
Mine, / Clouds gather ominously. The creak of a decrepit windmill cuts through the howling wind. Still, crickets are chirping, until the rain starts. I stand at the screen door, watching the clouds swirl and the windmill turn slowly, listening to the light patter of rain changing into a pounding downpour, feeling the angry wind lashing me with spray, thinking that this could only be better with your chin on my shoulder and your arms around my waist, keeping me warm through the storm. / Yours.
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cunning linguist
‘i’m a real cunning linguist’ / ‘prove it’ / i said
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tea-coloured day
hot water administered directly into a teabag-filled mug. / clear first - but then, morose gray! / curious, and off-putting.
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geek haiku
Bootcamp helps me out: / running windows on a mac. / traitor to both sides!
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a kiss
sometimes a kiss is just a kiss. / sometimes it doesn’t represent / love,
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my muse, the tease
I believe my muse may be a tease. / It will visit me with an idea, / but not the words to express it.
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bone marrow
remember when you ****** the marrow out of my bones / slurp and down in your belly / and how angry empty it was
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