please don't show up out of nowhere and vote on a poem i wrote about you. talk to me. please. here's another one, just for you. i wrote this a few days (weeks?) ago in a panicked state of anxiety. enjoy
"I love you, but not me."
simple words between tight lips
a fraction reaction
split second
a breath
held together with packing tape
and staples
breathles smiles,
agonizing.
"I love you, but not me."
a memory of a kiss like a punch
broken ribs puncturing lungs
blackoutpanicblackoutpanicblackoutpanic--
a forced response
forced calm
forced--
walking away, running, back turned
knee-jerk reaction
fizzing soda on the sidewalk
in my lungs
a ticking time bomb
explosion imminent
breakdown in 3
2
"I love you, but not me."
Oh, if only you knew
the irony.
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i exist [as the definition of nonexistence]
Poetry/ˌnänəɡˈzistəns/ the fact or state of not existing or not being real or present. (alternatively: the state of having dug your own grave into the wet earth of a forest far from everyone who ever pretended to care, lying down and letting maggots make...
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