when you tamper with

i said that where i

i said that where i
come from
, biscuits
are a food group –
you said there must be
a crossover
somewhere, a continuity
point where the
airiness of biscuits
and scones
are equal,
a singularity
.
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in the shadows, we

there is a stinging

there is a stinging
ceaselessness to unloving
we try out the same

words elsewhere, hold tight to other
words for just a while longer
.
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perhaps months,

perhaps months,
years from now, these
days will become
foggy, it’s how our
minds insist on
playing games with
our hearts – now you see
me, now you don’t

we have no choice as
witnesses, obligated
to make out every
fine detail in the
heightened haze
.
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forty-three hours have

forty-three hours have
passed since we lost you. i hide
the details
from my-

self, don’t get too close to the
edges for fear of falling
.
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when i am in your

when i am in your
arms, i pretend to know what’s
what, take great gulps of

confidence, appear serene,
a thing you can hold onto
.
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