4.8.20

I wait
as if I knew
as if waiting could change
the passing of time
as if time
was a part of me
of you
of our unattainable us.



I break
I break myself
and I break the sentences
and I break the rhythm
and I break




us




So we can forget everything.




No images.
No memories.
No thoughts.
No words.




So we can see
ourselves
in our own darkness.





Bare.





So I can feel
your skin
in mine
and let it





bang.














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