I wish
I didn't used to write things down
so much. I came across
a page in a songbook ages ago
I was taking notes from the conversation
we had, that eventually
we gave up. Such ridiculous
not-even lies, and all
made-up. The truth
is that you were right,
that I
was right, for as long as we tried
to agree. Invincibly true,
if unevenly.
The real reason I stopped writing things down
is I got lazy.
The ink
in the tiny wallet-sized pen that you gave me
dried up.
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