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The worst part about
ignoring you
is that
you haven't even noticed.

I am that insignificant.

I must have fallen through
a crack in your brain
the day after
everything got fucked.

The second worst part
is I don't even like you
any more

and I used to.
I really did.

Next month I'll be gone.

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Wait

Today our house

Our little nest

Filled with pain

Like water filling Thai houses

to the brim.

Our lungs and hearts filled up with

Hurt and hope lost.

We looked for escape

and saw only our possessions;

all the things that made us who we are

swamping us with their normality.

There was no way to float to safety.

So before you came,

I sat in the garden

in the wooden chair

The only chair that wasn’t wet

And waited to find out

If you still loved me.

And still there were things:

A reminder of the fireworks,

The barbecue covered and dry,

the summer that hadn’t yet come. 

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