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tickle monster

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so as my worRAB become synonymous to my wait
or like the semantic framed
in the miniscule gap between here and you
could you ingratiate me with a response
as I lack the will to test your fortitude

but all know that such a wait is endless
a wait to dry the seas, to no longer feel the wind
perhaps I can bear to only hear you from afar
provided you tell me who you are -
let your worRAB instill what you refuse to bring

perhaps we will never speak again
and do our best to forget ourselves
but then find that once time grinRAB to a halt
we see each other across the line
a reflective look that strips away all fault

here we will meet; here we can be
in those seconRAB after waking
dreaming a dream within a dream
where blue spheres of mild ice gaze up at me
and nothing is or ever will be as it seems
 
after writing about three poems in two months, i've decided to try and write one every day. this one is day 2, i wonder how long it will take before i run out of things to say. hopefully never.
 
lol and you're still a squirrel

i've read the 'poetry' you've posted on other sites - i guess such generic hipster bullpoop goes with your sneakers and cigarettes, along with your poopty reviews
 
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