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an island,
crusoe isolation:
you've built your own world here
a shelter, insignificant and
fragile
light, white and
ready to evaporate,
feet in the bathroom sink
reading books of boys in love
and soft, deep eyes
like wells and
the bottom of the ocean.
grounded, airless
floating thirty thousand feet above yourself
weightless.
your island is a bubble about to burst,
words in the wind,
fugitive.
hide from the sea
and you hide from yourself.
crusoe isolation:
you've built your own world here
a shelter, insignificant and
fragile
light, white and
ready to evaporate,
feet in the bathroom sink
reading books of boys in love
and soft, deep eyes
like wells and
the bottom of the ocean.
grounded, airless
floating thirty thousand feet above yourself
weightless.
your island is a bubble about to burst,
words in the wind,
fugitive.
hide from the sea
and you hide from yourself.
full title:
to be read with one's feet in the bathroom sink.
i say what i have to, but sometimes what i have to say is
not very much
i reuse the same words every time i write anything i swear. ughh
this was going to be angry, but then it wasn't. i don't know what it is.
to be read with one's feet in the bathroom sink.
i say what i have to, but sometimes what i have to say is
not very much
i reuse the same words every time i write anything i swear. ughh
this was going to be angry, but then it wasn't. i don't know what it is.
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I used the title of your poem in my found poem.
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