rosas

unspokenso, you speak of the words unspokenunspoken
between us. an ocean
to swim in. a blanket to hold us.
quickly, without looking i scramble to write them all down, (that which is unspoken). i place volumes on a shelf in the attic.
you planted seeds in the attic remember? prairie restoration you said. blue moon i said.
we opened another beer, and i went to bed among the moth eaten sheets.
clouds formed at the edges. precipitated bass lines and refined coffee beans ground into smiles and a momentary pause before the next poem.
Hiya.
Highest!
Er, low.
Bye.
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Well I'd love to stay and chat, but you're a total bitch.
Thank you for the
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Still jetzt, denn hier wohnt ein böser Gott...
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< GunShyMartyr > PinkyMcCoversong: o hi asl plz
< PinkyMcCoversong > GunShyMartyr: ask again in a cockney accent
< GunShyMartyr > ELLO daaaahling, what's yah name then. giveus a kiss would ya love? yer eighteen roite?
Nice new avatar, albeit a bit spooky!
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Critiquing someone's prose or poetry is an awesome thing to do.
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