are better
than your
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let's fall off
the edge of the page,
sail beyond the horizon,
leap from the end of the ledge,
sink into the ocean,
then sink deepest...
beyond.

let's slip away
from the rim of the cup,
slide along the edges of ice,
tumble into blades of grass,
roll with the flowers,
soar beyond the reach of the sky.

let's find parts of ourselves,
nobody sees, hears or thinks,
burrow deeper into a new skin,
move away from what has been,
crawl into a place, so far away,
the past will never come around.

Haikus are like Blue
Berries bursting in my mouth
Always gone too soon

Do you ever wish
that you could disappear?
Just grab your keys and
get the hell out of here?

I’m tired of this town
and I’m sick of this place
where on every single corner,
all I see is your face.

You’ve tattooed each
block, landmark, and street
with memories of us
and what we used to be.

It’s like walking through
an abandoned graveyard,
each store is a headstone
memorializing my heart’s scars.

My foot is heavy on the pedal
in search of somewhere new,
somewhere with a slate wiped
clean of any traces of you.