Blog,
I wrote this poem in the notes of my phone for you:
A magician values their hands more than anything else.
Be what the tongue illuminates,
as if our sun
were something more than the star we are closest to.
Heterosexuality be like: the girl I love online.
Queerness be like: how to love online.
Blog, you have promised me astral temptation.
Blog, you rough around the edges tenderness.
You dangerous mission on a loose joint.
You everlasting open tab.
Blog, I am not the first person to say:
all we can really do is map god.
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