Friday, September 12, 2014

another afternoon

whirlpools of the blackest coffee,
an ode to this desperation 
saccharine thoughts on love affairs
plus a magical arrangement of strings
Sufjan Stevens sings about swans 
because some things never happen 
your tongue sets fire as you sip the cup
you were careless
love bites when you're careless

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