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A milliliter of love,
maybe lust to taste,
a square of sweet,
a touch of acid,
half a drop of perfectly timed inspiration (or not. this one’s optional),
laughter that paves the pebbles on the corners of my streets,
buckets of wash me away, drive me insane.
The tiniest slices of people I can’t stand this planet without.
Paint a spoon with everything I’ve ever felt or wanted to feel,
carve it with the paper-cut corners of unfinished to-do lists left undone.
Stir till I find someone.
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and out comes a story.
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"...can't stand this planet without..." The good ones! Ditto ~S~