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Its not like us
all spread apart, you holy and all that,
I was lonely but they say it means
well I don’t know what
but its uneasying.

I undertook that high
you, the honest, realized
we were siblings at best
gross and physical, undone and all
should’a never kissed like we said
we wouldn’t at first. Should’a never
walked along beaches or trails or sat on hills or seen the stars or lights or lulled on wedding-nights
far far too much to take at all…