in the settling dust of crash test revolutions

[amandamc_11]

Today is Tuesday
9/11, and the sky is as cloudy
as your eyes when we're both too
drunk and you're biting confessions into my throat.

Six years ago I was learning to write innocent quatrains
about sunshine and I didn't dream that I could fall
in love with simple conversation, a crooked smile, and
the arc of your shoulder blades when you sleep in the

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[long_awakenings]

jesus, this is wonderful. sent shivers up my spine. i'll get more into the details about it with you later...but just thought you should know...love it.