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resignation

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where were we when things fell apart?

i missed it, i guess, the moment
that we went from we to
what we used to be

whatever it is you need
i can’t give it to you
and i have never been
more sorry, i’ve never
wanted more to be
someone different, and better

i know us and know
an ultimatum is coming
i just don’t know from
which one of us and
i think it’s 50/50
we will break each other
just like we always do

i’ll be sitting somewhere
crying while you pack
boxes and run back and
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let’s imagine

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If I were in the upside-down
of course it would be formidable,
of course I would be reaching for
your hand to hold in the dark,
but what would I find?

You’ve shed your old self
at least twice over, and you
feel the need again to come out
revived, another brand new you,
and that’s also alarming.

Who will you be?

Will you choose to be a single man
living alone the rest of his life, a
hermit who lives for the needs of others
and doesn’t think enough of himself
to let himself be loved?

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is it lost?

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It’s time to go, I think, but there’s nothing I can do, there’s nowhere I can go. This little house is our house, not just my house anymore. Three other souls are home here, and why should there be a switch because I can’t get my shit together? I wake early now, much earlier than you, to do the things you used to do like pace the floors and weep. I am praying that someday soon these words will take a turn for the better, that I’ll find out someday whether I can write poetry when I’m happy. For … Read the rest

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let’s keep dreaming

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Before we spent hundreds of sleepovers together, there were games of musical chairs and run rover; we were children together. We were awkward adolescents tent camping in your backyard so your parents wouldn’t bother us, we peed in the woods, we used your tennis rackets to see if we could swat bats out of the sky. Youth was effortless, wasn’t it? We used to dream about the future like it was this exciting place we’d finally get to someday – adulthood! And now here we are, and look at us. The greatest joke between us is that all we do … Read the rest

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but i am sorry

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neither of us were ever good,
and neither of us had anything
but bad intentions, and maybe
at the very least, decency, but
even that could be argued.

he was no summit to reach
or prize to win, but i can see
how people might see otherwise,
and it doesn’t matter whether
i say it or not because no one
will ever believe that i am sorry

i am sorry

but we’re always in bed together
by 10 o’clock and he does all the
dishes and i do all the laundry and
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vanilla

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The things that used to scare me were the ideas that I was under private investigation, or I would be ambushed, or I would be punched in the face.

Now, I’m scared that my life is being wasted one day at a time while the things that are second nature to me are banished from my existence.

I always knew you were vanilla, but I never thought you would be cold.

Today’s poetry prompt words were: private investigation, second nature, and vanilla.

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dreams

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Most people don’t mean what they tell you, they can look into your eyes and lie as easy as taking a breath in and pushing it out. You won’t trust anyone again, no man, no friend, no co-worker, even your siblings are sus. And this is what you get for living life in the fast lane, for being wild, for feeling more than just a little bit free to do whatever you want, and being completely wrong. So go on dreaming of the backyard family picnics, the rocking chairs on the porch close enough for you to hold hands, going … Read the rest