Monday, November 06, 2023

“growing up”

So my ghost got caught
in a bubble of rain, next
I’m sitting on a bench
next to her, in pain
but it’s only my knees
MY HEART, NO GOD

I don’t need to sing
another man’s song
to be odd

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