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My sweet love.
Lonely are the nights I lay awake in a bed alone whisked away from the love I was suckling from your lips only hours ago.
Whisked so fast from your warm embrace, enveloping my entirety (the same way your hot mouth wraps around my tongue).
What I’d give to have you leaning above me, propped up on your hands with your body stretched across the mattress like a highway overpass.
With your dark eyes glimmering like street lights on wet asphalt, and your hair swinging in your face like telephone wires.
You are an entire city.
The hum of your breath in your chest, like subway trains ripping through the underground. The rumble of your groan echoing from behind your ribs, shaking the grated sidewalks beneath my feet.
Your laughter, electrifying, like digital billboards and neon lights flashing back and forth across the skyline.
Your cry like emergency sirens fleeing through the streets.
And your beautiful mouth hanging open softly, The stark contrast to the sandpaper grin rising from your stubbly chin. Like a flower growing through cracks in the concrete, are your pink mouth and your chipped teeth. (I always loved those flowers the most. Because despite the obstacles, they simply had to grow! They demanded to exist! Like a pure smile on a sad face.)
I want to crawl inside your body and make a home there. Leave my things strewn across the floor, open the windows to let in the breeze, And throw myself down onto the sofa with a content sigh.
I love you tirelessly.

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I am addicted to writing songs about things I hate. I find it nearly impossible to write about these things I obsess over. Which frustrates me into a worm hole of further obsession. Because I can’t write about 2 eyes the cold comfortable hue of a refrigerator light glowing in the temptation of a midnight snack. And how I rub your head with my finger tips and press my open palm against your skull like I could push right through the bone and grab a gushy handful of your brain and take a chunk of it home with me to devour later. In my underwear, off a plate, in that refrigerator light, like cold Chinese. So you grip my face and scold me for taking more than you wanted to give, and I can feel my smile rising and push my cheeks through your fingers like a handful of clay, malleable in your grasp. I’ll miss your lap and the heat the between my legs and showering off my sticky thighs in the quiet when I get home. And oh will I miss the stern, saccharin voice melting from your lips hovering over my open hungry mouth. My mouth that slams shut when asked to sing a word about you. Nobody deserves to hear my dirty words. Nobody deserves to know you like I do.
O But How Satisfying It Is To Have a Laugh
Christ, alone again, not thinking but talking to himself “Par for the course, Man” In this life, he doesn’t get crucified Not once. More like. A million times because he’s Got the taste for it, you see it’s like The Brain is equivalent to a record played in reverse and In the Devils Catatonic voice he says “Happy Pain”
Dives in it, sitting acrost a breakfast table with the Baptist and the animals Before the Dawn And he slits his wrists for Nothing is Becoming, to Bleed upon what already is Call it what you will
A balloon that must blow itself can’t really ever Tie the Knot
The Elf laughs walking in last place at the half marathon today, because
He Knows.
eventually everyone else will have to stop running away.
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Daily reminder: If they wanna talk to you, they will. If they wanna be with you, they will. If they wanna make things work, they will. Don’t let things be one sided. It’s not healthy, and it’s not fair to you.
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The moon understands what it means to be human. Uncertain. Alone. Cratered by imperfections.
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