I fell in love with myself
over and over and out again
until all there was was an
Open Cavity
beat beat beating down the block
beating and always beating
even when it stopped
I fell in love with myself and
that Rocket-shaped mailbox.
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I fell in love with myself
over and over and out again
until all there was was an
Open Cavity
beat beat beating down the block
beating and always beating
even when it stopped
I fell in love with myself and
that Rocket-shaped mailbox.
I miss my former self.
A chatter-box of complaint.
Endless questions with premature answer.
Horny and mad.
Full of flowery language.
Undefined.
Chain smoking under the gun.
I miss my former self.
Like an old friend.
Like a past lover.
Like a finished book.
Like a sprained ankle.
Like a cavity.
Like film.
I miss my former self.
Arrogant.
Brooding.
Self-deluded.
Know-it-all.
Audacious.
Jerk.
I miss my former self.
Like turning 13.
Like watching Fox and Friends.
Like a one night stand.
Like romanticism.
Defined.
No longer smoking, still under the gun.
It’s the polarity between real life and a college town.