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i think i’m finally starting to forget you.

the lines that guide the happiness from your cheeks to anyone who happens to see, seem now to be fading from me.

those eyes ever so deep and permanent, like the soils buried in my youth. all the graves dug and then filled back up again.

i used to see such depth.

now i cannot seem to recall such things, as time wears on.

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it was easy warming up to you.

slow and perpetual, like the ground upon budding spring.

i couldn’t help but rise in the presence of you.

-m.h

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Charles Dickens, from “Great Expectations”

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I hope I don't get tired of the sky, of long walks, of the lingering smell of coffee, of the calm of a rainy day.

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who needs a trojan horse?

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— David Cronenberg, Consumed

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sleep evades me once again.

swept violently from my summer of sleeping easy, and right back to deprived states.

this itching restlessness has been burrowing deep inside of me for months. only now does it bare its teeth to me once again.

the razor sharp edges of this tiredness seem to keep me dowsed and complacent. there is nothing left for me, but letting the time pass overhead.

the subtle brutality of it all leaves me with a rotting taste on my tongue. perhaps i neclect myself. perhaps i am not at ease.

-m. h

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home alone we sit

build a fire

make brownies

life is good

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Frank O'Hara, from “Biotherm (for Bill Berkson)”, The Collected Poems

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Anne Sexton, from A Self-Portrait In Letters

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