The language of love flowed freely… Through the rivers of our veins, During the summer we discovered ma… And razors edges. We used the torn corners,

You collect calluses, Like precious gems, Revering their form, Keeping them close, And if it wasn’t for me,

Whenever I’m alone, I stay smiling, Counting the stitches sewn, On 100 thread count sheets, Wishing for rain,

‘I’ am the lifeless infinite. ‘I’ am the sun, perforating throug… ‘I’ am a strawberry moon. But what is I?

Carefully and slowly, I unfold myself from inside, Dark and lowly, I swallow my pride, I let her out,

I’m always enamored with, Short periods of time, With fantasies of, Your hand in mine.

It feels much less like a kick in… but a slap in the face, I would say ‘fuck it’, but it wouldn’t adequately represe… that was lacked in,

‘We’re the same’, Teetering on edges of lines, I ca… And you say again ‘we are the same… Conflating words, Of an honest one,

Last Night. Was the first night I had a thous… Perforating with tender thoughts i… Last Night. Was the the first night, in my lif…

I feel like I could vomit tears, But that wouldn’t suffice, For amount of years together, Exactly twice, I have no idea...

Flying out of the nest, At sixty mph, Four hours—without rest.

No implications, Did I notice at the time, Only the key strokes.