best days of our lives

Our meetings fraught

I’m a fragile thing

Flexing home-made wings

Balancing on a lid of doubt

Bent double with longing

Recall our meeting?

I come to see

Today’s lesson in dismantling me

I’m no less --

You are always more

Streetwise, know the score

I shout insults as compliments

Before running away

Scaredy-cat strung that way

What would we do?

Go to the moon

You puff up the air

Live somewhere nice

Floating together

Puckered-lips apart

You with your fringe

Me with my truant hair

Would you meet me?

If I wasn’t there?

We can’t be together

You add up better than me

There’s no subtraction

Never

I want to cry

Never

I want to die.

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