Your words are distressed velvet
Weeping along the contours
Of my bones like a double-sided cloak
I press you deep and scavenge
For consent hoping that
Its’ unnecessary to confess
What we already know
The poison favored, tastes like sex
I worship death, I cast my heart
Into shallow wells
Like a wishing stone
You might be the truth
But there’s never proof enough
Only letting go
I’ll never compose
Another smile
Unless you first consign
Your destiny to mine
6 feet isn’t as far as you first suspect
We were young but not young enough
To believe that forever ever holds
Time will never give as much of you
As I am willing to accept
I knew you’d leave
When my eyes were closed
Magnets sometimes oppose,
No matter what they first intend
Life hurts worse than the converse
I gather my pride and pin it
Beneath my knees in a last attempt
But you’ve already scrubbed your cheeks
I guess we’ll never meet
On the better side of hello
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I apologize for this because I didn’t have nearly enough time. I wrote this while listening to “A Thousand Kisses Deep” by Leonard Cohen