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No Notes / breathing with you around
My favourite song is that aaaehhh
one
that you sing when hhmmmm
you know I’m listening.
I’m not always listening
And you tell me that
So hahhhh iyahhhhhh
Maybe I am?
My favourite song is
The one
that makes you try and
whistle when you
Can’t and it looks like you’re
trying to blow out a
Candle. huh
You’re always trying to prove
I am afraid of you leaving me in the dark
So
Maybe I am?
My favourite song is your
body shaped like a word
in a language that makes its letters
plunge into
its curves and
ripple at every joint and
flip its conjunctions and you try to
shape your body to its
beating. hyuwwww
You’re always trying to tell me
you want to belong to a tongue that
is always in a state of wanting
So maybe here
I am. hhhhhhhh
My favourite song is
you
explaining how
three is a five
letter word and you laughing because
I say tres is four
letters long and
you start singing
and moving
toward me
like I am three letters too ughhhgghhhffffsssh
far.
You’re always
trying to tell me
that long ago is too long
enough to leave
behind my grief And
I am
trying now
to rhyme and
rhythm with you
but somewhere in between aaaahhhhh
the Alphabet’s betrayal to the Number
and candle wicks wet with
your breath
Maybe I am just ihhhhaaaa
trying to find a word
just long enough
To say that
I can’t hear a single word of a single playlist of a single song of a single beat of a single tune of a single melody of
a
single
note. that doesn’t sound like sigh
you.
