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elle
Poems
Sep 2018
hold me (*******)
Turn your need up!
plastic bags slide cross the floor of this ***** bus
pavement swimming down below
as we ride through new snow
(churning now to gray)
βTurn the heat up!
my feet are frozen"
and my dreams too.
into pictures that frame the world outside this bus
hypnotizing,
colored-dread.
A fevered sleep
so far away and weeping-
cold woke us today and from now on
(but for now Iβm on this bus)
starved for more,
more waiting in your hot car
icicle clinging to your siding, wood in your fire burning,
a fixture of the season
since the innocent incentive to stick around has died
Iβm sorry,
I keep waking you up all night.
..start a journey in my head
to find myself plastered to your skin in bed
and these ******* squeaky floors..
I canβt let go of you
How do you say goodbye so softly?
How do you say goodbye with half-closed eyes?
Turn your need up!
Cling to me!
#need
#winter
#goodbyes
#anger
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