She
came to me from solitude
was thanked for having the balls to enter
invaded my notebooks and left with a whisper
She
asked if I had anything
was mildly disappointed by my answer
had her ears bent for my troubles
She
made for the future
found peace in mother
loved like a mirror,
fucked like a chair
could be a body now. knows no one cares but
feels like a hero
should find a new hobby.
She
made a funny face and spoke
armed up to hold me
wouldn t tolerate a word of nonsense
meant me to mean it
never did hear it.
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