There is
Forgiveness

As easy
As
An a cupcake

Dashed'

Magic

Because you love me.

You said,

You love me.

That's what you always said.

There's another eye
That believes you

And for me,

I'm trying to forget you.

Yet,

There is no tomorrow

When I know

Your sorrow

Is the same as

What I'll be feeling

Tomorrow

Brazen past lives
I'm seeing myself

For the first time.

Last in,
Last

Out.

A scream and
A

Shout.

There we climbed
The mud timber stairs
Underneath
Hairline
Whispers and academia
Manifested stares.

The last great idea
The last great illusion
The last great poet

That never was;

That could never

Do it.