Thursday, September 29, 2016

Witlessly wishful

I want to hate you
but I won't when I find myself
carving to the core of my memory
peeling out the callouses of other loves
out-casting an evolving numb heart
Crying a green weep
when I want not to love you
when I want to gravely hurt you
and punish you
and I also want to wait for you
afterwards.

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