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An Exercise in Romantic Optimism

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i.

I want a man with a pen behind his ear,

the kind who carries books of poetry to parties.

Could I see him over my drink, only slightly tipsy,

as he misses the girl in the punch bowl for the last stanza,

the last sigh? I’d want to ask him about paint splatter.

 

ii.

I’m addicted.

Inhale—lightning—

your chest.

Distance smells like ozone.

I wish I could figure

the sum of charcoal

you’ve scratched into your collarbones.

Or just—taste

October, 2014
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QuirkyCuriousBex's avatar
Distance smells like ozone.

I looove that line.