steven-10 - Hello Poetry

how long must my heart buffer before it may download your data? how often must i update my software to seize increasing speeds? and how much storage shall i reserve to preserve and review? when will i learn to reset my settings and so delete all bits of you?

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Jan 8, 2021

Jan 8, 2021 at 5:13 PM UTC

tell me:

how long must my heart buffer before it may download your data? how often must i update my software to seize increasing speeds? and how much storage shall i reserve to preserve and review? when will i learn to reset my settings and so delete all bits of you?

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let me not dwell on things i lost, forgot. who gains from memories of memories fought?

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Dec 30, 2020

Dec 30, 2020 at 9:47 PM UTC

a resolution

let me not dwell on things i lost, forgot. who gains from memories of memories fought?

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let us be the frame that grasps the glass--the pane, a path, that love may pass. let us loose the hinge, jibe the clime, and freeze the freeze; else dusk the sun’s bright shine, suspend its fervid climb. and, dear, let us open and close with the day, breathe in what beams may stray. what Life propose, we will enclose, ingest along the way.

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Nov 30, 2020

Nov 30, 2020 at 6:28 PM UTC

let us be the frame

let us be the frame that grasps the glass--the pane, a path, that love may pass. let us loose the hinge, jibe the clime, and freeze the freeze; else dusk the sun’s bright shine, suspend its fervid climb. and, dear, let us open and close with the day, breathe in what beams may stray. what Life propose, we will enclose, ingest along the way.

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you write a lot about love without wanting to say it out loud

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Nov 25, 2020

Nov 25, 2020 at 8:53 PM UTC

you write a lot about love

you write a lot about love without wanting to say it out loud

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if love were bingo, would we still prize the free space for its convenience?

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Nov 23, 2020

Nov 23, 2020 at 12:29 PM UTC

if love were bingo

if love were bingo, would we still prize the free space for its convenience?

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love is for the exits: to split the atom, divide the cell, & break embrace, so they may find entry in another.

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Nov 22, 2020

Nov 22, 2020 at 5:31 PM UTC

love is for the exits

love is for the exits: to split the atom, divide the cell, & break embrace, so they may find entry in another.

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so near, the shock will surely be thy gift of sharp 'lectricity. and--oh--a sight is it to see: the life forever charged by thee.

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Nov 22, 2020

Nov 22, 2020 at 4:39 PM UTC

so near, the shock

so near, the shock will surely be thy gift of sharp 'lectricity. and--oh--a sight is it to see: the life forever charged by thee.

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what we found there was a rectangular patch of light stretched out against us like a short blanket we have long outgrown. we watched it strain to cover our heads and toes, struggle to offer the protection we forgot to remember. and in that moment we were suffused with great sorrow, a quiet lament for that starving light that failed to feed. so we brought our toes in— assumed contorted positions— offered shady reassurances. and huddled together beneath that fragile light—that infinitely fragile light—we found one last petal of peace before it surrendered a yawn and faded into darkness.

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Nov 19, 2020

Nov 19, 2020 at 11:40 AM UTC

what we found there

what we found there was a rectangular patch of light stretched out against us like a short blanket we have long outgrown. we watched it strain to cover our heads and toes, struggle to offer the protection we forgot to remember. and in that moment we were suffused with great sorrow, a quiet lament for that starving light that failed to feed. so we brought our toes in— assumed contorted positions— offered shady reassurances. and huddled together beneath that fragile light—that infinitely fragile light—we found one last petal of peace before it surrendered a yawn and faded into darkness.

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to gaze on thee is burden born, but not in winter set. nor yet it’s twin’s return, i fear, or stares that won’t be met. it lies in weight of seconds rung, small gasps in space and time, when eye is eye, and mine is thine, when all is intertwined. that baff’ling fall—so bare—so brief— that life immersed in life, is where we lose, and where we’re found: one nature and one strife.

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Nov 18, 2020

Nov 18, 2020 at 11:28 AM UTC

the burden of a gaze

to gaze on thee is burden born, but not in winter set. nor yet it’s twin’s return, i fear, or stares that won’t be met. it lies in weight of seconds rung, small gasps in space and time, when eye is eye, and mine is thine, when all is intertwined. that baff’ling fall—so bare—so brief— that life immersed in life, is where we lose, and where we’re found: one nature and one strife.

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