Milk & black spiders
If I have loved, it is mostly
because that is what I have
called it.
The night I left, you pressed three
scars to the inside of my wrist and said
It will be different with you gone.
Later I marked time by their fading.
But it was lazy, making you beautiful
that way. I was reading words
backwards—lover, almost
revolve, almost
evolve,
and I couldn’t believe in things.
because that is what I have
called it.
The night I left, you pressed three
scars to the inside of my wrist and said
It will be different with you gone.
Later I marked time by their fading.
But it was lazy, making you beautiful
that way. I was reading words
backwards—lover, almost
revolve, almost
evolve,
and I couldn’t believe in things.
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