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02.07.2022
i tried to say the sky was never blue
just as you told me the only mistake
i’ve been known to make was losing you
limerence laughs at our tragic, sweltering love
micro managing intimacy because
why should you ever believe we can be happy
when all that remains (with unshakeable certainty)
is our inevitable goodbye
still, my head desperately pleas
to recite the poem my heart silently weeps
until the jaw of janus become me
and words erupt like volcanic hot springs
scorching the walls of a chamber called despair
reverberating echos
inside my own name
for love, i’ve pined away
insatiable yearns
intellectual neglect
hotels are landfills for emotional unrest