Be Kind To This December Ant
Be
kind to this December ant
Finding
its way on
My
MacBook keyboard
This
stranger
Will
soon be familiar with
All
my fingerprints stamped
On
the black keys
Unlocking
the epic research
On
relationship science
Seeping
onto my Notes app
And
each love poem
Typed
out for you
A Kiss Without A Kneeling Heart
Your coast of indifference
Answers the kiss
Without a kneeling heart
A nice puff of doubt
Outgrown oxygen in the east
How can I promise roses without thorns
And feel the heat from a plastic cigarette
Scars of ash
Take care of the venus in my veins
Time presents another prisoner
Remorses the bankrupted water
Once moved thousands of stones
To build the oldest pyramid
Above the flowers of Shangri-La
With all my waves undressing you
We used to be an ocean
The earthquake never found
The uniforms never burned
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