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I lie awake remembering, wishing I could sleep to forget.
The light tail of the tail light leaves me blue in the dark hues
… when it carries away what I belong to…
Unfolding the tar-black sky of asphalt, the longest arm of missing you…
My body is now the distance between us, big and empty,
The bigger, the emptier, thinner than air…
As time piles up, my ladders turn into pointless meters
Measuring the ratio of nothing in everything
...telltale
sometimes
i wish you were the poet
because sometimes
i just want to be the poem
and they age
sometimes nicely
worth gold

but some turn
into vinegar
welcome nonetheless
but least liked
in the grocery list

we always hope
we age
instead of spoil
there's too many of the harsh
and sour
and very little
of the party treat

and little we can do
when the bottles break
stinking vinegar
wasted wine
take care
 Dec 2020 BlackAndWhiteStars
R L
she laughed and cried,
she lived then died,
she walked and now flies,
an angel inside,
her soul made of light,
that the people destroyed,
she was once an angel,
but now a devil employed
Weymouth, Weymouth I'm coming soon
To kiss the sky and hug the moon
Weymouth, Weymouth I am okay
I crossed the oceans to be in the UK
Weymouth, Weymouth, I love you more
When I touch the grass  in higher-moor
Weymouth, Weymouth I am here
To meet my happiness
And fight my fear!!
Weymouth, Weymouth you are my vaccine
Beautiful like you I've never seen.
Weymouth, Weymouth I'm coming soon
To kiss the sky and hug the moon.
I do not want someone "brave enough"
to love me
to tear their way through my heart
to leave the wreckage they pass through
worse than before

I want someone soft
to take their time
to notice me in the corner
to silently help me tidy up

to tuck me in bed next to them
with nothing but a "good job" and my kiss
on their lips
its always too loud
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