I was out most of yesterday hence reblog and I believe I will be out today as well
My instincts cannot comprehend
The necessity of affectation
They implore me to drink
Even as I stand before you now
Drunk on the nuance of your exhale
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I study you under a sodium vapor lamp
A love, that on entreaty would destroy
My tongue tampers with the dimensions
Of your smile, wondering if a promise could
Be suctioned from your failing lungs
Like a child’s petulant cry for mercy
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I prefer the invention of romance
To its application, some moments
Become astringent when held
Too long against the palate
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The suspicion of maneuver
Tears tenderly at my heart,
But my pride is not forthcoming
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