I knew i'd been dreaming a lot lately.
but they haven't been writing well.
no, maybe that was me.
there's nothing more.
not without you here.
but if i left?
you put on her tail.
her mermaid's tail.
it changed your DNA.
your language.
you kicked me out.
i had to leave my bike.
my mattress.
it was my garage.
you left with her.
you're changing everything.
the daylight burns.
it is apposite.
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Even when you tell me you didn't put out top form bloggery, I still love the way it reads. I think you could be a poet...It's like there are worlds within the words, universes of detail teasingly summarized in sparse fashion.