I could have touched you. But the
moment passed. The world stole me
away. You are my pension. Without you
there would be no temptation.
I wish I could stand completely
still. Not age. Like a cat on a window
sil.
Awkward odours. Blistered blessings.
Laugh
and let me go. Give me silence
and desperation.
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