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Darren
Poems
Mar 2016
Another Empty poem
It is late, and there is
a stampede in my stomach
and sleep on my mind
when I first think of love.
Fingertips trembling as
they flirt with novel keys
only to name the
backspace summer lover.
I do not fear love like a
cold needle pressed against
warm skin, rather the
trickle of red to follow.
And it will always follow,
As pale moon follows
the bright sun,
Which follows you.
I guess that is why
I love the moon
and hate the sun,
which is to say, nothing.
#love
Written by
Darren
New Hampshire
(New Hampshire)
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