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found My pants ripped, unexpectedly, in the middle of class.found by ~Arose-By
In any other educational level, you would be SOL,
but elementary schools constantly carry extra shirts, pants, whatever,
so the clumsy kids walking around pissing themselves and spilling drinks
don't have to call their parents and escalate the ordeal.
An office employee led me to the double doors in the cafeteria
(I'd always wondered what was behind them)
and there you were, among unclaimed lunchboxesand other things that smelled of old cardboard and Taco Salad Wednesdays.
You pulled me close and whispered in my ear;
I tucked you into my pink coat pocket when no one was watching.
You jum
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departing cruise ships
inebriated explorations
and seaweed chips.
medical articles,
and Psychology Today,
and bonding particles,and wanting to stay,
and rough skin,
and five o' clock shadows,
an expression of chagrin,
and the smell of tobaccoand the way only you smell
and how tightly you held on
and going through hell,
knowing you'd soon be gone.
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and a Superman complex.
I'm looking at you across the small distance between our faces,
and you can't even pretend to stand the close attention.
We've been like this for a while--
I've kissed the palm of your hand to your belly button,
I've seen every vein in your glass, waiting to shatter.
I've sat up late at night listening to your drunken rambling
about things you never wanted to tell me, about things you never--
never want to verbalize or acknowledge.
And still you squirm around on the sheets
and ask me exactly what I'm looking at.
I want to say,
"I'm looking at a broken man who simply knows
how to glue himself b
Sta.sh
