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Updated: Aug 7, 2021

pictures are difficult

no one knows me better than you

yet i can’t help but trace the edges

crisp with yesterdays oh how they feel like yesterday

i miss

whispering in theater seats with buttered popcorn to which you question

these pixels still of a moment now distant

why is it that i ask of an alternate where we met earlier on

perhaps i am just greedy of our time

or am jealous of those who have gotten more ticks of your clock

and have locked them in a time i do not know

but we run down streets at dusk screaming

and you make a breakfast ice cream mugs

and i’ll take stills of stills we’ll keep

when nothing matters much


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