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[sidewayseeing]

They sent him home.
Not home. Not home.
homeasaromanticizedconceptwhereeveryonelovesyou
Not home.

No.
They sent him back.
i wasn't
paying -
like a metronome, forward
paying attention
the news was far too loud
(They sent him back.)
his hands
they were cold
the man in the long black coat*
his kisses
(iamfaithfuliamyoursiam)
were metallic
i can't

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[unloved_nymph]

Lady Pasithea?

[sidewayseeing]

oh
oh no

no need for          
formalities
they move backwards
i can't look backwards

[unloved_nymph]

Oh! I didn't, um, mean to I just, um, um,

how may I help you please? Pasithea?

[sidewayseeing]

αναστηθεί

No.
I can't look backwards.
They only move backwards
(when they lie)
in bedtime stories to comfort crying children.

[bacchiclaureate]

What's wrong with you revenge baby?

[sidewayseeing]

Father,
am I faithful?
maybe i am wrong.

[bacchiclaureate]

999 out of 1000 kids say yes. The other one was sleeping so they abstained.

[sidewayseeing]

I don't know.
I want to know.
I do.

but just because you close your eyes
does not mean you're sleeping
if they shake you -
if they shake you do you move?

[sunshnesongster]

They do that.

[sidewayseeing]

Why?

[sunshnesongster]

Generally, because it's their nature.

[sidewayseeing]

Then it is a contrary nature
to wish to -
to let -

It was not something deserved.
The world is not fair,
but it should be kinder
to small bodies.

[justfivemore]

Who back, sweetling?

[sidewayseeing]

no one will even remember
not in a few days
I didn't -
didn't mean -
I'm sorry.
who mourns lost children
when the ones meant to
when they -
they wear lies and cry like crocodiles
keysswinginginswingingindoorwaysandthey
they knewthey knew
(They did! I know they did, I said no.)
they sent him

[justfivemore]

Pasithea, breathe, dear heart, close your eyes for a moment.

They are awful, I know, I know. Never do they take a mere second to think about transgressions or to listen, reeds on the riverbanks. No apologies, my love, no regrets; you must never be sorry with me.

Lethe will remember, she will, she remembers all. Children will not be lost or gone, not permanently.

Darling, open your door. Please.

[sidewayseeing]

it echoes when i close my eyes
ricochets
&
repeats
i did not want his fingerprints
they taste like metal
(like keys)
i am yours but he left them there
i couldn't think
of words
of anything else
it's cold

there are no doors
not here just
stones
the princes aren't talking
they have guilty consciences
and can't call for cabs