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Jul 25
I begged
something to find you
hi

hi-five mountains around
goodbyes

goodbye

Friday’s coming and I’ve not
yet arrived
spilled all of my
waiting on
better yet & applied
anything that I had left
blame my thighs
blame the rest of my legs and
my eyes
put it in my left hand and
surprise
apple of
both of my eyes
I’m alive, better yet
every grand gesture
pry open
a thing
I do not have the words to
describe
& prescribe me
all of your damp leg, better yet
set to the side

& Insinuate love like it
comes
at a price
Julie Butler
Written by
Julie Butler  CA
(CA)   
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