I found this love
like playing tetris
Anxiety at the falling of pieces
too fast
There are still holes in there
And I stand like a brick wall now
full of peep-holes
and glory holes
all places to let the cold in
And maybe I held you like a blanket
And maybe we played each other like Jenga
pulling out bricks
to restack somewhere else
A smaller structure
But stronger than we are
Nov 6, 2013
Nov 6, 2013 at 4:37 PM UTC
I found this love
like playing tetris
Anxiety at the falling of pieces
too fast
There are still holes in there
And I stand like a brick wall now
full of peep-holes
and glory holes
all places to let the cold in
And maybe I held you like a blanket
And maybe we played each other like Jenga
pulling out bricks
to restack somewhere else
A smaller structure
But stronger than we are
First time I have touched a computer with internet access in months. Writing this freestyle from a library somewhere in San Diego. Much love HP.
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