I don’t remember, I’d like to say
but can’t remove the newer plays
do you hear me
do you remember
my girl my girl
name a month and I think of you like a magazine
what’s death to a new mean
these walls, these sheets
these drinks and this silence
let it be for you
as it might as well be
but you don’t believe
and so made me
tonight I make a new you
I’ve made a few already
who knew it would be so hard to live
as if we do it every day
I escape you as Sisyphus walks unburdened
and I carry you as a new pillow
you still have mine by the way
you can keep it
for the new warm bodies have their own
they are generous
but I still shiver
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