I'm bored. Random poetry time? Random poetry time.
sixty second poetry(ish)
tell me something;
anything will do really,
tell me how beautiful my
eyes are, how you’ve always
loved me, or any other cliché
really.
kiss me.
because after a while, your
words amount to nothing and
i don’t even care anymore.
it’s like, being alive.
it’s like, holding your breath.
it’s like, being on the cusp of
something important and then
realizing it never mattered at all.
i don’t know.
you tell me.
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