Sulk / Why

I read the other day

that when a person you love 

sulks you into a surly non-existence, 

their persistence in 

ignoring you is a sign of their trust.

And although this may be entirely 

untrue,

when I have distrusted you so frequent,

I am recounting memories of

pure pleasure 

which I will always treasure.

And if I have been slow to 

take the steps the blind 

do descend with succinctly 

passionate ease, 

try remember

the lesson of today:

whilst I still breathe alive

I will always dream of 

my 

thriving 

in the body that is you;

in your mind.

Always us tree

you see!

Always

our number won …


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