The look in your eyes
is barely recognizable
or so it seems to be
attracted to
everything
within reach of a whisper.
Srain your ears,
just to hear them speak.
is barely recognizable
or so it seems to be
attracted to
everything
within reach of a whisper.
Srain your ears,
just to hear them speak.
Seconds slip by,
words turn into wounds
Flling into
every piece of you
Two times at night
and double that on the weekends.
I could tear my hands across your back and still hear you scream...
Goodbye Susan.
Hope you had fun.
I never intended any of this to happen.
Yet I still recall the smell of your car last fall
and how it felt to be close to you.
The slant of your smile
is only noticed by the line
or so it seems to be
attracted to
anything
between here and there.
I might not redraw
the fragile lines of Seattle
Minutes pass by
settling the wounds.
Tripping into
every inch of you.
Goodbye Susan
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