perhaps
if i were to pretend to
be dying
you would wrap your
arms around me
and
wear me like a
multi-coloured-
beaded bracelet
and my heart would
make soft ticking
sounds no -
not beating -
colliding into
all the other
pieces.
-
i had thought about
stopping, leaving
ink dry up until
air would
lift it
up
towards the heat
of the sun
but then again
it would start
raining ink and i
would have to start
all over
again.
-
so i will merely
pretend you are
here in the
star-dashed fallen
sky and i will
wrap my
arms around you
and hope
that i will do no
wrong.
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