Dear 301

February 5, 2012
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I feel you here
Your voice the sharpest
Sound I’ve ever heard
A crystalline explorer
Though I have few regrets,
I will always fell you here.

Here on this bench
In the pit in my chest
Where a thumping metronome
Warns me I’m out of time

Here where the jolt
I haven’t felt in a while
Pierces my chest
And stops my tracks

Here where a criminal crimson
Surrounds my face
And my cheeks blare the alarm…

I feel you in this place
And it makes my toes tingle
Rush and head pound

Invoking the futility you bring out in me
That futility I most regret in our kiss.

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