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To The Man At The Bar

From across the bar you grin Gin on my mouth, I smile, For a while we exhaust A lost idea of completeness; Less talking, please Seize the emptiness Of fading youth, Ruthlessly melting From our lips. Slip into something less … Continue reading

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I’m Not Afraid of Dying

There’s a song on the radio as I drive To your house. It has something to do with isolation And how we use society as a cushion. Or maybe it’s about finally talking to your crush. I wasn’t paying attention. … Continue reading

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