this time : poem three


photo by: kwesi abbensetts

this time (dedicated to time & maha who’ve split i think)
poem three

save a little for me shorty
save me short
the most romantic thing i’ve ever seen was when he ran across the basketball court after he killed the joint and blew it into her mouth
he promised he wouldn’t leave earth without her
somewhere among the dippers and footprints left behind by the lies the government told they still smile and laugh at shit they can’t control
it was a promise he gave her
not a ‘if it’s possible’ or ‘maybe i can’
he deflated his lungs and breathed 16 seconds into hers
this was short
this was them this time
this time

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