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Patrick Aguilar Mar 2011
Ecks oh ecks oh
gentle
quiet
embrace

"Whad'd ya think'n 'baught?"

Nothing.
Just kidding.
Something.


Just kidding.


i mean


you're here.
so it's okay.
okay.



And as bold as bold may be,
I still question manhood,
question certainty,
integrity,
bravado.

My feet are warm.
I have socks on.
So don't worry.
Sorry.


Don't apologize.





"you'll know when you Need to"
"I'll cue It."
REL Feb 2013
i'm not your lover or your friend.
i'm your crutch: your time machine
to tenth grade and dragons but
no dungeons, they didn't let the girls play

i knew our skins would absorb one another
and i never touched in fear for colors
dashed and blinding, killed.
i want to die an icecube, still

have you ever had a young love grow old?
your words are archaic and covered in mold
there's a hint of affection, still
i'm afraid that this time i'll ****.
021113

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