height of knew…

April 2, 2011 Posted by the writer

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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gretchen's brain is preoccupied with words.

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