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but girl

look at that darkness

look how you could lose yourself in it

how it could absolutely swallow you

look at how it travels

spreads your skin with ink

pulls you to the words

they once called lovely

look at how it speaks

dragging you under

spitting all the things

you are afraid of

and even more you haven’t thought to be

I’m running from the sun

or

the sun is chasing after me

I am still not sure which

someone once said

and it’s hard to write about being happy

as if that had to be

an afterthought

but still the start to a song

and now that it’s here

you have learned it so much harder

yes

you can write all you want

about the ways we fit together

but that doesn’t mean

there are still not other pieces

in both your dreams

yes

you can write all you want

about living

but that doesn’t mean

you don’t feel the pull

of the shrieking sobs that make you feel alive

yes

you can write all you want

about pasts and futures

but that doesn’t mean

there isn’t an in between

I’m running from the sun

or

the sun is chasing after me

I am still not sure which

and this is something I should not want

that tempts me anyway

this is another trip to the familiar

neural patterns that have cut into me

and even though they sting

I still know how to say all their names

this darkness is all the ways I illusion myself

cut myself into pretty pieces

hold me but can’t have me

I am still holding the residual wisps

I wrap myself in wondering

look at how it beckons

even as you wave a hand

across its face

remember

this black is just the same in summer

there are so many dawns ahead of us

but right now it is

the whole world showing itself to you

this is the universe’s normal

and how

am I supposed to argue with that

how

am I supposed to reach for connection

treading somewhere you can’t find me

in a life that defaults to lonely

the sun is chasing after me

or

let’s face it

I’m running from the sun