CannotLoveInPrime.exeA Poem by Allie EsoraA sort-of love poem? Crushing, maybe— I previously thought I was aromantic. There's a glitch in the system now.[[CannotLoveInPrime.exe] |>**ERROR**<|]. [2] [3] [5] [7] [11] and [on the seventeenth of August, I told a girl I liked her hair.] [2] [3] [5] 8 and [I told a girl I liked her hair.] [2] [3] [5] [7] [11] [13] [17] and [casual eight burnishes to golden seven as I slash through electric blue spots still sizzling across my vision.] [2] [3] [5] [7] [11] and [it took twenty-one days to realize I was, maybe, crushing, just a little.] [2] [3] [5] [7] [11] [13] [17] [19] [23] [29] [31] [37] [41] [43] [47] [53] and [seven and three braid themselves into obsession and I can’t help but laugh until I realize they’re so utterly wrapped up in eachother they’ve entangled my ankles and suddenly I’m tripping tumbling to the floor and my head snaps up with a deafening crack but all I do is sigh and lie there as I gaze at godly blue.] [2] [3] [5] [7] [11] and [at fifty-eight days I’m realizing, maybe, it’s more than a little.] [2] [3] [5] [61] [and it’s- [[8] |>**ERROR**<|]. [[21] |>**ERROR**<|]. [[58] |>**ERROR**<|]. // please // stop /* and why can’t this why won’t this fit into any of my [7] [13] [17] boxes it’s [2], two, too much [2] and [29] and of course they don’t match can’t match they’re incorrigible and incongruent and then I see sixteen and four, [[16] |>**ERROR**<|] and [[4] |>**ERROR**<|], four, not three or five or three but [[4] |>**ERROR**<|], FOUR, for- For you I’d carry cruel eights and let that [[21] |>**ERROR**<|] wind and bind and tangle itself around my legs in a muddle of indecipherable sevens and desperate threes and of course of course of course the twenty-ones will always win have already [[20] |>**ERROR**<|] won, but these pairings are a cacophonous disengagement and I can’t understand the way my heart trills when I turn and you’re there, too often shocking me with two [2] (too many) inches of excruciating space, right and twice below my too tall two [2] inches over your prime sixty-seven [67] */ //[67] [71] [73] [79] [83] [89] [97] © 2022 Allie EsoraAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorAllie EsoraAustin, TXAboutI’m very new, but I’ve found that writing poetry has been a really positive outlet for me. I haven’t shared my work with anyone, and honestly I’d be scared to show it to someon.. more..Writing
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