Tagged: late

this late into the

eight minutes before

by the time i make

by the time i make
a decision about you,
it will be too late –
this is not
how these things
go, it is how
i go, cutting it
close until it
doesn’t matter
how close –
i will not mind
losing if it
means you win
.
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one in eight children

one in eight children
are traumatized by
that early morning
realization of missing
the school bus. it
still sneaks into
our slumber, the
mechanical stop-
sign arm, that air
brake sigh, the
unmistakable
national school
bus chrome,
shrinking in
the distance
.
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you come in

you come in
late, and i pretend
to be one
of those girls
who peel
off, nice and
easy, leaving
no sticky
residue, no
need for extra
rubbing. i have
a jar of peanut
butter in one
hand, a cold
spoon in the
other, and enough
words to swallow
before the jig is up
.
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i don’t want to be

as soon as

as soon as
midnight, every second
is set free
, loosens
up, becomes un-
specified, unmarked,
transforms into
raw ingredients
to be tasted, used
up – i am writing in
the firefly glow
of milliseconds
captured
in a jar, you are
pressing yours
into a late
night snack –
we are miles
and hours apart
.
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