A poem
Watch the mad tilt of my love
How it starts out even and true
Before the inevitable shift
And unspoken rift
That leaves me, alone, loving you
Hear the mad beat of my heart
How it will get caught on a name
Ignoring embers that have died
And tears that I’ve cried
A story repeating the same
See the mad spin of my steps
As they leav…
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