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Moonflower
Poems
Mar 2019
I spy something holy
come back, come back,
come back from the dead,
before the acid went straight
to your head.
come here, come close,
come hold me again,
the way you used to when
you were my friend.
you're near, you're far,
you're somewhere between,
you're hidden in shadows
and leaving unseen.
i feel the pull when
i'm thinking alone
it sticks to my teeth
and clings to each bone.
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Moonflower
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