city street lights
we walk down the sidewalk
there's a bus pulling up on your right
number 127
i know it's yours but -
you are turned away from it
eyes towards me
and i don't remind you
time's ticking on the
watch taped to your wrist
7:58
7:59
one second
a world of difference
how is it that sometimes
i feel like i'm floating away
fraying in the free fall
flickering
fragile as a facade;
a factory for failure
8:00
there's your bus again
i used to wonder how there
always seemed to be a bus 127
even though it had
passed us two minutes ago already
but now i know
there's just multiple of them
i want to be like that
infinite carbon copies of my soul
then i could be:
with my mind, alone, forever
with myself, in the car, lost in music
with friends, laughing, singing karaoke
with you, always you, lost in the promise of always
8:01
8:02
your hand suddenly-
trips,
tears off mine; you wave
from the windows of bus 127
handprint against the glass
warm skin against a cold heart;
i am the defective from a factory of failure
and you,
you are perfectly breathing.
YOU ARE READING
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Poesíaa collection of random pieces of poetry that i've written in 2023. (really, anything from love to surrealism.) huge thanks to anyone who reads this; most of the stuff in here probably makes absolutely no sense (even to me, lol). mostly inspired by t...
