#270

My love is half bird

and half law. It’s up and up

and up, then over.

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#271

This crush, relentless.

I am like a cat and she’s

a laser pointer.

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#272

Your heart is a street

that has no sign, but still I

found you. I found you.

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#273

In therapy, I

talk to pillows about my

qualms with pillow talk.

(#Meta)

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#274

Give me your deserts.

Here, a girl can wade without

ruining her good shoes.

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#275

Reflexively, my

arm extends. An offering,

or to defend?

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