rough, never soft
a slip unkind
my fingertips could never quite
smell of beer
cologne I loved
never seemed to
smell of rum
the only way
to feel you
i felt us shift
months of slipping
we fell and flew
the entire time
we never did
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this is absolutely beautiful and captivating. REALLY, something i needed to read right now. so much love to you.
This is deep. I also loved your entry on “academia”.
Sylvia Plath! You reminded me of! Anyway! Best of luck buddy!