Non-Erotic PoetryBlue Feelingit was like she never left
like he never righted
everything was tipping
the orbit was knocked
askew and disjointed
she heard his talk and that
woman's accent
across the river tall talking
he had read her poems
her passions
that mean nothing
because electric
light as air
means dissolving
he is more physical,
she is sentenced to find
the hole
she deposits thoughts
into
he only puts more spunk,
he smiles with each donation,
she smiles at his emptiness
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