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the boy would take the driver’s seat
through city streets, the roads and cars
like stars, reflected, urban constellations
on the buil..
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it seems I can’t
kick as hard any more
since the football got pulled away again
I can’t tell if this is maturity or depres..
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forever, he says
and holds me
and I say
you can’t possibly know that
oh lover, you are so warm
so happy here,
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An exploration of one of the many the ambiguities of how to "best" be a functional adult.
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some days she’s a chalk outline
remnant of her last living moment
others, life dusts off again
passion taking pavement over
love, or..
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Referencing Seligman, for those who are kind enough to read this but don't share that area of geekery with me.
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the monster came knocking
on her door
just the same
as when I was a little girl
&we were safe
that night
but our prospects unc..
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you lost me there
for just a minute
or maybe two, or three, or
it’s been weeksand now in spite
of your complexities
there&rsqu..
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