xii. THIS IS HOW IT HAPPENS. IT ALWAYS HAPPENS THIS WAY

xii. THIS IS HOW IT HAPPENS. IT ALWAYS HAPPENS THIS WAY

A Poem by Gamine Knight
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From The 'Leonard Beside The Pink Castle' Collection.

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[WE MAKE IT BACK INTO THE VEHICLE OKAY . AND WE ARE OKAY .

EVERYTHING IS GOING TO BE OKAY . THE JOURNEY CONTINUES . IT

HAS NEVER STOPPED . THE FORESTS BLUR INTO A VIVID SHAPE OF

THE MONSTERS UNDER YOUR BED . WE SEE THE SUN GATHERING IT’S

TOYS ,  THE BIRDS , AND THEY ARE FLYING AWAY FURTHER AND FURTHER .

IT IS A SILENT RIDE , AS ALWAYS . I AM ALWAYS TIRED OF DYING BEFORE

YOU . THE LINES ON THE ROAD , IF IT WAS CONSIDERED A ROAD , BLEND

AND IT MAKES ME FEEL LIKE I AM DOING SOMETHING BY MYSELF .

IT HOLDS MY HAND . IT HOLDS YOU SO GENTLE . SOON NIGHT COMES

ALREADY . TO-NIGHT YOU ARE NOT LOOKING AT THE STARS . TO-NIGHT.

WE SLEEP IN THE CUP HOLDERS AND I FEEL YOUR SOFTNESS . I FEEL

YOUR SOUL . I FEEL LIKE  DEVOURING YOU WHOLE . THE DRAGONS HAVE

THEIR GOLD . I HAVE THEIR ENVY . ]


[YOU]: You talk too much.


[ME]: I think you listen for far much more. 


[YOU]: I think we both do too much of each. I love you.


[ME]: I love you Too.


[THE NEXT MORNING KEEPS ON COMING]

© 2023 Gamine Knight


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Gamine Knight
Gamine Knight

Montréal, Canada



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