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t h i n k.

clichés are so
for a reason.

better to be lonely alone,
than lonely despite company?

“i think so,” she said.

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like a couple who grows old,
the children leave home,
and the family dwelling
is too big, too unweldy
to maintain.
nostalgia and grief:
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like the unwilling assessment
of credit risk and consumer confidence.
black marks and a world renowned
rating scale.
disappointment and reluctance:
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like two lovers.
entrenched in expectations
that became too big; unweldy.
a growing risk profile.
nostalgia.
disappointment.
reluctance.
grief.

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past.

he is.
i am.
we were.

your touch
is cold
and forced.

my throat
is dry
and empty.

your heart
is small
and fragile.

my fingertips
are reluctant
and strained.

your brand
of love
isn’t mine.

my lungs
keep aching
for more.

your ribs
are bruised
with effort.

you are.
i am.
we were.


e q u a t i o n.

friendship
+ lust
– satisfaction
+ stability
– romance
+ fidelity
– surprise
_______________
= lasting love?


did you.

did you die;
and i’m still
in denial?

did you die;
and all i’m seeing
is your ghost?

did you die;
or did i just
dream you?


heart.

​i’m doing
it all wrong
again.
every moment
is a chance
for betrayal.
every moment
is a chance
to lose.

in my mind
it is not
a chance:
it is certain.
he will leave,
and you
will fall,
every knife pointed
at my own bloody heart. 


obscure.

i ponder
what it is like,
to think
you’ve found
The One?

i never believed
in soulmates;
an obscure
concept of time
and human naivety.

instead i have
found:
people find people;
that light them up
or destroy them.

the obscurity
is The One.
how time bends
to meet, and fall
simultaneously.


sound.

the throb
of a tune
hurtling me
through the
yellow corridor.

the clipped
grate of steel
heels demanding
your attention
and service.

the smooth
salesman
pimping his
sparkly new
shoes and treasure.


fleas.

but actually,
you broke
my heart.
so i stopped
waiting.
and i stopped
believing.
and i stopped
breathing.

but actually,
all the pills
couldn’t fix it.
so you stopped
hoping.
and you stopped
loving.
and you stopped
living.

but actually,
i couldn’t
carry you.
so we stopped
talking.
and we stopped
sharing.
and we stopped
caring.


life love.

you only get
one chance
for my tears.
he taught
me that
and i won’t
forget.

it’s too bad
you didn’t
meet me
when i was weak.
it’s too bad
you won’t
see me, again.

the story
of my life:
i will always
love you,
but one
of us
will leave.