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You Yes, you You’re not supposed to know About the parts of my body that shiver With pleasure at the purchase of a glossy Spider-Man comic And You You’re not allowed to know How I want to dig my fingernails into My brain matter when it’s racing light-years ahead of my emotions And You You’re a stranger who shouldn’t hear How I jettison ideas like bullets, poetry like shrapnel In hopes that it will hit someone’s beating heart and make it bleed And You You’re not obliged to absorb My metaphors for how martyring it is to be alone And truthfully how much more terrifying it is to belong to someone You Yes, you You’re not allowed to read this Barrage of brokenness if you found it under my bed, only When I whirl it in cyberspace, shotgun-like, to blast you in the face Yes I said You’re not allowed to read this But truthfully? All poets lie.
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May 17, 2013
May 17, 2013 at 7:34 PM UTC
You're Not Allowed to Read This
You Yes, you You’re not supposed to know About the parts of my body that shiver With pleasure at the purchase of a glossy Spider-Man comic And You You’re not allowed to know How I want to dig my fingernails into My brain matter when it’s racing light-years ahead of my emotions And You You’re a stranger who shouldn’t hear How I jettison ideas like bullets, poetry like shrapnel In hopes that it will hit someone’s beating heart and make it bleed And You You’re not obliged to absorb My metaphors for how martyring it is to be alone And truthfully how much more terrifying it is to belong to someone You Yes, you You’re not allowed to read this Barrage of brokenness if you found it under my bed, only When I whirl it in cyberspace, shotgun-like, to blast you in the face Yes I said You’re not allowed to read this But truthfully? All poets lie.
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alex-apples
May 17, 2013
May 17, 2013 at 7:34 PM UTC
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