Sunday, March 22, 2015
All of this
All of this
This horrible
This fantastic
This inbetween
This is all mine
All off this
From wretched to wonderful
This blasé day
And that unfortunate afternoon
That time the cat threw up in my bed
And the time the moon shone just so
You know how it sometimes does
(When the clouds blow by and for a moment the universe is unfurled before you
The breath of wind on your neck like the moon was trying to get fresh with you
So soft
Perhaps you'll let it)
The time I waited with my brother for the sprinkling of snow to turn to a blizzard...and it did
The glorious feeling of picking scab from knee
That awful feeling like maybe I left the kettle on or maybe the party is a different day
All those things are mine
The agony of knowing you don't love me
Mine
But also mine,
The start of our story
glorious blossoming love
Mine
Past maybe
But still mine
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