John (j0hn1215) wrote,
John
j0hn1215

I found it in the trash.

Hunger hurts
but
starving works
ob iram memorem
I miss your hard edges
I miss your bone marrow
I miss having coffee in bed, reading
raw palms and
whirligig eyes.
Let all moments go down
on you. We'll sleep tomorrow.

If it can be touched,
then it can be turned.

The ink stains
on his fingers
told me he was good.

[Weekend]
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