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Love is notLove is not very many things;Love is not
Love is not definable; unconstrained by words the waft and weave of language leave her untouched and unchanged, slide their supple nooses and nuances around her neck, but fail to tie the knot.
Love is not rational; unchained from reason she runs free through fields and moonlit groves in our imagination,
planting the dissenting seeds
that will grow into the ruling bowers of our minds.
Love is not defensible; unassailable, what wants she for defence? How could we shatter that high tower, &nb


mataeologyi. i remember when you told me that falling in love was like swallowing glitter so i imagined us with glistening skin and sparkling eyes with diamond tinged lips brushing together until you sneezed another cloud of stardust and i remembered that really you swallowed flecks of glass that were cutting up your insides making you cough heart shaped splatters of red into open hands as you told me that love will destroy us all.mataeology
(the thing is
then i must have died the day i met you.)
ii. i used to call you my kleptomaniac since you stole my breaths &nb


telling a sad story backwards-17.telling a sad story backwards-
it smells like grief and sterilized metal.
i climb into andrews bed, though the nurses have strictly forbidden it. he closes his eyes and holds me tightly, because he says when he cant see me, it is easier to pretend i never happened to him.
15.
he pushes the cart aggressively down the aisle, pretending to mow over old ladies doing their sunday shopping.
"stop," i say giggling, lobbing a can of ravioli at him.
for a moment i think he simply didn't see me throw the can; it glances off his chest and falls to the floor, exploding in a pattern of

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I am pleased that you appreciated my poem.
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There's always a better poem just out of reach.
Words create situations
The roots of the future run deep
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"I don't know where your dog is, but I think it exploded."
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"I don't know where your dog is, but I think it exploded."
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"I don't know where your dog is, but I think it exploded."
Cheers Zalika
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One can have no smaller or greater mastery than mastery of oneself. ~ da vinci
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"I don't know where your dog is, but I think it exploded."
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