disappearing acts (in progress)

just when i was convinced
that i disappeared you
filed you away in the bottom drawers
of long lost and never any chances
there you appeared
some dirty magic trick
learned way back when.
you ruined coldplay for me
stole gray sweaters
and my jonathan safran foer books
(the autographed ones)
tell me truths that only you could know
four thousand memories unlocked
with the sweet sting of an acupunctured kiss
your eyes
is that where you keep your power
to turn all the others into ghosts i never cared knowing?
can it ever get so familiar
that it becomes unfamiliar?


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I'm fascinated with people, their stories, where they're coming from and where they're headed. Met many, and now it's time to write my own. follow the footprint.

3 thoughts on “disappearing acts (in progress)”

  1. hahaha it’s sick how amazing the kids at BC are. I’m pretty much enamored with the world right now. You’re welcome to couch surf in my victorian brothel anytime.

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