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from THE EARTH WILL SHAKE US OFF LIKE FLEAS
The Colorado sky is big and full of stars when you ask to kiss me underneath. When we see the same shooting star, I wish for something good. I leave a little of myself behind. I’m making room for something good. We eat roasted corn and dandelion greens as we talk about the banks and law offices we’d like to bomb. Talon says: the Earth will shake us off like fleas. I don’t smoke weed but I want to smoke this weed with you forever in a lake beneath a kissing sky which has not fallen yet. |
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Lick my nipple in the car like it’s some kind of vegan honey pepperoni.
I keep doing everything in love. I chew wild sage and suck mesquite to keep you in my mouth. There will be a day when I remember this. That day is always, now. |
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Perhaps in the future
I might be part of something beautiful. I build lessons from loss like houses out of broken glass. Please don’t be yourself. Be part of me instead. Giving you directions with my head out the window while Mitski plays. There’s nothing left of me to save. |
8 hours in the car.
This is how it feels
not to be kissing you.
I can’t clean out my purse,
it’s full of sand from where we were
when I was in love with you.
This is how it feels
not to be kissing you.
I can’t clean out my purse,
it’s full of sand from where we were
when I was in love with you.