Nolan Bucsis

Nolan Bucsis Jan 2018

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I'll sing to you tonight.
With these broken lungs.
These.
Troubling coughs.

And,
I'll be young.
Enough to dream.
About tomorrow.

Nolan Bucsis Jan 2018

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I'd like there to be.
One thing.
Only we can forget.
From when we were.
Out there somewhere.
Alone.
And,
Happy.

Nolan Bucsis Jan 2018

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When she smiles.
I feel good.
And a lot of the time.
I'd like to just hold her.
Hear her laugh.

A personal.
Private.
Moment.

Nolan Bucsis Jan 2018

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In sleep.
All the pain goes away.
To be replaced.
With fragments.
Of her.
Ghost.

Nolan Bucsis Jan 2018

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I don't feel like.
Living today.
I just wanna sleep.
Through forever.
Waking up in yesterday.
Where I romanticize.
Former lives.
I never.
Had.

Nolan Bucsis Jan 2018

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I just want swim until death takes me.
In the seas of forgetfulness.
Subsumed beneath the waves.
Adrift in a current.
That moves forward.
While I'm left behind.
Cushioned in my isolation.

Nolan Bucsis Jan 2018

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You.
Is a word.
I don't care about.
Or consider.
I don't feel anything for it.
I don't love it.
I hate it.
All.
Of.
It.