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2024

here I am again

a new day a new decade / still asking you to

shape me or pull me over

invest in me like you’ve seen tomorrow

 

I might hold you like that

too tightly

suffocate or breathe for the first time

unless you let me in your door

crashing the party with all of my sorries

I break words like we used to break bread

 

offer me a guest room / I might stay for a year or two

offer me attention I might confess love on the spot

I might break you like that

too gently

 

touch you like praying hands

before running you over

if only in my head

before I realize / I’m the one in your pocket

I was always eating alone

I’m the one on the ground

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Written 6/10/24

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