daisies
All the negative photographs
I see in my empty camera lens.
I cannot see the light, but instead, inverted
actions of shirt buttons and
hair wax.
Rubbing between your fingers
before you
wipe it all onto my
mental state.
I want you to know,
I never did a single sided record
breaker without considerationing you.
Daisy chaining,
fading and changing
into decorated fossils of what we
once had the chance
to become.
A number, a numb hum of a
Song I used to sing song.
Be my man. Be my end of the sofa.
Be my blunt knife.
Be my deep wound and cut me.
Words get in the way
of what I’m trying to say.
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