to early & recent thoughts of you

you’re like a dream, you’ve always been

some fun enchanted thing, hun

your lips and teeth and scowls and tears

all pressed deep in my brain, page-marked,

starting to yellow

where I followed you to your past

& fantasised your future.

you could never make me love you less

undressed & drunk & festering

unthinkable to love you more

it’s all my brain & heart are fit for

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