- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Out of Zombies
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I keep thinking of you. I don't know what to do. They'll pass as soon as someone takes your place. I just don't know if anyone could pull off such a feat. I don't know if I want to forget. The memories of love braided with horror, perhaps that's why my love poured and flowed with such vigor. So many people watched me cry today. If this were paper, the message would be inky and unclear. You were my friend and we fought the fuck out of zombies. Quarter after quarter until there were no more. I've accepted that I am sentimental. Soft hearted even. Tell me again that you're never coming back. Shame me again so I can chip this love down to something measurable and manageable. So I can ball it up and throw it away.
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