Blog,
is our love reciprocal?
You might not be able to love me right now, but you can still break my heart.
Blog, what heartbreak brought you to me, my voice?
When did loss become having more?
Blog, this love is permeable, and I love that.
Lately the wind has made me feel, bare knuckle boxing.
Lately the water has made me feel, holding me under, pushing me back up to let go of my blue oxygen.
When you're good and plenty it is hard to trust anything is real.
If you're good and plenty cry into the chest of someone you might be able to love
but today you are just as happy as you are in love,
and cry to a musician you love but you haven't told them you love.
Take me in your arms, soft monument of motion, eon-long, particles.
Blog, how do you wear your alabaster? What empty room do you sing to?
Blog, hand me down your promises and failures.
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