optometry
this night is a broken mirror.
these words: a magical enunciated
phantasy.
i don’t quite fear the future (yet), and yet,
i will keep my pure and given-gift
hope locked up, if only to keep it safe.
all else: i offer daring and direct. to you.
but let me keep my hope to myself.
let’s share another, and slightly different, hope
between us (as we(had) always tried). this one made of
overpasses and measurable mileage, yay?
all this timing and lease sign[ing].
and let’s both cozy-up to teddy bears this newyear.
for now; foreverz my favorite
place to be.
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