You’re breaking my heart,
Over & Over / Again & Again
I’m sick of writing about love
will you B mine?
mangy mutts and raging infernos.
we’re going to bed earlier,
to keep the gray hairs from growing in.
How long have you been growing your hair out?
as long as I can remember.
Where are you flying to this evening?
anywhere but here.
….
Hey Baby, what’s your sign?
don’t you worry, you see I was born on the cusp.
Are these actual questions people have asked you?
everything is relative. you tell me.
Do you love me?
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