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[dreamerandpoet]

an edited and i hope final version but we'll see -
and now i go back to work,...because that's what i do.

It Isn't Exactly Talking

You sprawled yourself feral on the bed
pawing a bottle in your fingers.
And I, agent-in-training gazed steadfast at the ceiling,
while I waited for you to ask what I was thinking.

Between us, I was satisfied to be

Comments

[askyoutoimagine]

wait, I though we agreed on all sorts of faults, and THIS is the edit? you barely touched it.

[dreamerandpoet]

oh no i do agree - but right now - i'm walking away for a little bit. i wrote this for someone i'm not speaking to anymore - and i don't think i'm very into it at the moment - in two months i'll fix the third stanza, for now - i can't think what i want it to say. does that make more sense? - meaning i'm not done with it but for now, there's not much else i can do.
- and i miss the little flying man with the cape.

[askyoutoimagine]

point is, it's not a final draft. it's still the first one. :(