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Jun 5
We’ll Likely Never Intersect so I Play With Insects
If you were to marry,
I’d sit in the crowd,
but not with others amongst the pews.
I’d stand far away -
in the grass with the bugs,
and ponder of me and you.
They’d crawl up my legs,
and I’d scratch at my thighs -
then squeeze gently like you used to do.
Wondering what could have been,
perhaps better if not -
something slick I once thought was glue.
Now you’re not my lover,
a kinship I feel,
but my heart is still beating in blue.
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