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Who put this curse on me?
And for what offence?
Why the catastrophe?

Love is common sense

Safely tucked away in foolishness
Fighting to betray your confidence

And so late into the night
Try to make sense
Night after night after night

Left in the end

Neatly tucked away in restlessness
Failing to relate to your guest
I text you.              

                         Oh good.
                         You text me too.

That's what I said.
I text you.    
              
                         Right.
                         But you text me back.

But how can I text back                 
when I text you first?

                         I text you. Then you
                         text me back.                  

But I text you.

                         Exactly. And then you
                         text me back.

I'm just gonna go to bed.

                         Good idea.
                         You should go to bed too.
I am an awkward gift receiver.
I am this lonely feeling
I am
I am the scared man
I am the cold of the winter
I am the lack of a hand

I'd be the lazy river
With all that I am
I'd be the call of a friend
I'd be the warmth of a lover
I'd be a hell of a man

I am the shake of the dancer
But only when I can
I am the kind hearted man
I am the mind of the mother
Refusing hunger
I am the time on the mend

— The End —