Summer is gone, Let us Rejoice

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    Dangerous and Becoming

    And this is one very long coastermeant to hold my moody cocktail:

    a brew that spills itself

    Zippidy-do-dah on every lavish rug.

    Dont have me over for drinks.

    I fuck up every date.

    I get lightheaded and then I just want to mope around,

    and this is another way I fail as a human.

    I am terrible company and I keep worse company.

    Human existence is a mixed drink youre not allowed to consider lightly. Its bitter and smells like discount cough syrup.

    Dating. This is like licking the rings on a coffee table

    and then licking the ring of the pope.

    The only one who sees the gross pattern is you with your

    flat-wet tongue reaching out into other spaces.

    And yes this is a poem about kissing.

    Yes, I am bored with making out with boring boys.

    Sick to my stomach of being a girl with straight cut bangs

    and cute hobbies like writing sad poetry. Kill me.

    No person who dates writes poetry sincerely.

    Date me so I can burn my poems.

    Kill me because I am too bored to live.

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    Kawaii -

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    Love me, because if you do,

    nothing will happen.

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    Suffering Becomes Sun or Moon

    Depending On Your Angle

    To love is to make room for suffering.

    If you are lonely your desires

    are only for a marvelous disaster.

    And if you birth the feeling. And

    if you catch its pearl,

    you crack the oyster

    and its life just shuffles off.

    Love blazes a barrier between

    what you want and what you want to be.

    It casts you in the strangest light.

    Makes you a dullard, an amnesiac

    who ambles, drooling & frothing like a dog

    Scattering significances, things that used to be.

    What is this memory doing, rotting in the trash?

    What is this wet self sloshed in puddles

    lying limply on the floor?

    The sun is just the moon negated

    after all.

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    Summer is gone,

    Let us rejoice

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