patio.
there’s an eerie light on over your patio, reminding me you’re home although i never asked, still pressing gently, seeping for the street, calling for mid night, now sixty seven minutes late
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like you i have forgotten the way wind feels when it doesn’t penetrate our winter clothes, forgotten fabrics on my shoulders heavy like a hangover, or your shoulder underneath mine, or the stories we...
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even when i want to i can’t keep it up like you do, it’s so cold, shadows touch here where the lamp light ends before my toes, i close my eyes in stead against the sun
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