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Poems
Jun 2011
13 sep 2010
I don’t mean this
I take it back so don’t get too
excited, but
You’re my broken time machine promise—
my not mine—
the arch of your feet and that look you shot when i said that
first nice thing I ever said and it made me uncomfortable
Your
demeanor is the taste of ginger
and your condescension is just as spicy and you’re
the lights on the highway at night that always calmed me but never had a name before I could recognize your handwriting,
and I cried in the kitchen with the lights off over nothing,
and thought about how you’d think it was funny.
we Ten Dansen yes
we hellbound dyslexic aspiration
we big ideas we no execute
we who we wanna be
we do what who we think we wanna be do
we the ****** poem I laughed at not
cuz it was stupid
but cuz it was true and this is stupid
You’re a beer on the pavement and
drunks run in the family
You’re a korean bbq in the city at midnight.
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