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[__threedaysago]

I WILL NOT LOSE YOU TO
that country with grey skies
it's feverish accents trashy
with seduction
and it's high architecture.

i do not want to be
the caves you return
and crawl into after plane rides;
homesick and catching colds
in my depths.

i am worried i will tire
swimming to you and i worry
the atlantic will freeze my love.

you will have changed
and i will be frozen with jealousy
and stupidity.
this is what will happen because
it always does.