height of knew…

height of knew

he and i.
count. daze.
between what we are
supposed to portray.
he hears whispers… no one else…
i come from
a place of acceptance,
understand this. similarity.
at 4am. i am calling. again.
and he says, out loud.
i’m so glad it’s you…
behind. curtains. it is revealed
that a show can proclaim,
heights of what generations crave;
while he and i
duck and weave, within satisfaction…
we know so much
bet on your odds.
as we
… higher.

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