Drift
saying nothing,
i have four conversations with you
in different places, at
different times and
as different people
you could be nobody, but
you’re not, now
you tap out a drum beat
on me, i return it like
telegraph, on the other side
when your make up comes off
you tell me this is the face
of a different girl
it is not true,
it was different before
we could be anybody, but
we’re not, now
for the first time, i
understand how it feels
to be alone together
You only get better at this.
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r: I work as a baker in a grocery store. We bale up cardboard all real like.
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