You’ll always find me standing by the wall
Trying to fade into the peeling time-yellowed paper,
Sucking hot coffee and melted honey
Off a freshly-stirred spoon.
Please don’t look at me,
Don’t notice me at all,
Because then you’ll know
That I can’t take my eyes
And my soul
Off of you.
And if you learn all of that
About me,
I will never be able to look at you
Ever again.
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👽❤xoxoxo❤👽
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You are on fire. I’ve always liked your work, but you have elevated it.
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Thanks Mike. Not sure what’s come over me but I’m riding the wave until it breaks.
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Yes. The best feeling in the world. I’ll have twelve poem days and only stop because I make myself. I love that.
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You don’t want me to notice you and yet I find I can’t look away!
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