i had a dream
where you were holding me
as curious and as frightened
as you were
the first time you
held a cigarette to your mouth
knowing exactly what to do next
yet hesitating
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noceur
PoetryIf you were about to leave this planet, what would you say, and who would you say it to? In this book of my poems, that I wrote almost exclusively in the young hours of days when insomnia ruled my life. This is how I speak my truth. If I were about...
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i had a dream
where you were holding me
as curious and as frightened
as you were
the first time you
held a cigarette to your mouth
knowing exactly what to do next
yet hesitating
