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Time's Rope

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 Time's Rope



I feel the distance/
It's real, it's clipping/
What time we have left, unsealed, dismissive/
I'd kill to witness/
The first few months of our weary drifting/
Apart, because you're still the biggest/
Part of my life, whether here or living/
Back in California, I'm stealing kisses/
To take back with me, my dismissive mistress/
I'm done revealing wishes/
For us just to be pissed and slipping/
Parrying, blocking punches and the will to kill this/
Because I've concealed my feelings/
For too long, the mirror is grinning/
At me/
Laughing/
Because I'm steering this ship/
Straight into the rocks/
I knew the plot/
Of land we grew this on/
Was shaking/
Quaking/
And it threw us off/
But through it all/
Even when I'd brood and brawl/
With myself you soothed the cough/
From my heart and proved me wrong/
When I said I was useless, caught/
In the oozing slosh/
Of depression, that slough was raunch-/
Y but you've got me/
Even when I wasn't prudent, off-/
Ering the best of me, my dues are shot/
And paid for, and I'm exhumed and calm/
The clues are brought/
To our attention, so let's move it on/
Forward/
Your words/
Are the short vers-/
Ion of the Lord's work/
In my life, my soul burns/
To hold your/
Hands again/
And laugh with them/
Cradled and adorned, perched/
Over my worn cert-/
Ainty, I'll court verbs/
To warm terse/
Relationships/
Cascading in/
To our shore, cursed/
To abhor pursed/
Lips/
That quit/
When they meet sore work/
Like showing candor/
Disrobing answers/
To potent branded/
Questions in the slowest fashion/
You know I'm practic-/
Ally begging for the code we brandished/
In the beginning/
To keep winning/
And throw us past this/
But the ocean rattles/
Us with chaotic motions, crashing/
Waves and hopeless slamming/
Around in/
The hull just to rekindle our once devoted passions/
I'll throw the towel in/
But I think you'll notice that when/
I rejoin the broken masses/
I left behind with a poet's wrath and/
The prose of damning/
Words that expose the damage/
I shouldered back when/
We said we loved each other, the poles are captured/
And I'm still that boasting bastard/
You loved back when bitter time's rope was slackened/

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