"secondminutehour" poems
seconds1-3
i want to take your hand and
lace it through my hair without
permission and gauge your response
to see if you secretly like it but
are afraid to admit it.
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seconds4-7
i want to whisper in your
ear and tell you that you're
{uglybeautifulterrifying}
and that i hatelovewant you
more than i want to breathe or move or
(live)
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seconds8-12
i want to swim through you without
the fear that i might {hurtkilllove}
you and forget what all of this was
about in the first place.
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seconds13-17
i want to remember that i don't
love you even though that's a lie that
i tell myself every [secondminutehour]
to make sure i'm following the rules.
Nov 27, 2011
Nov 27, 2011 at 3:01 AM UTC