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Love-Sick Currency
Hours spent counting the connection each tiny moment an investment. Frustratingly slow movements, still, time had no interest just as long as we remained committed to saving and putting stupid mistakes on hold. Our love-currency, in other words, had no real penalties or defaults. With enough in our savings by now we could look forward…
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Now I Know
One of my favorite places is where I’m walking through neon streets with headphones making it impossible to stop and start a conversation. 24 hours can take an eternity, just as the night drags and soothes the sun can drown all our eyes making enlightenment that much harder. The weight of the last few days,…
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Black Friday
Around a tightly woven fist she tiptoes and balances, her entire body, on a centered square inch. There is no one left to save her, he steps forward with her instructions. She nods with the go ahead. For a girl who has never truly given she’s about to hand her leash to him. Bound by…
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Rejection’s Hand
She turns with an open wrist to the faucet’s hot stream,and the harder she triesto heat her bloodthe further she slips away.She fears these nightswithout any affectionconfirm she’s been turned down. The longer she lingersher fears play in her mind.In this dreamed perfectionshe’s afraid to close her eyes.Everything was triggered perceived by rejectionshe hated denial’s words.She swore…
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The Queen’s Command
Gentle imagesstain virgin pages.Pretty are his words,hands are clasped behind the back.Submission wrapped around a pencilhe was the Queen’s poet.Keeping eyes from eyes this time,while in a praying position, he begs for her control.Her swift decisions are always final.The days keep rolling,just as her popularity growsshe’s all too distant.He, in charge of her wordsbeautiful lyrics made…
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