sometimes I remember yesterday I looked
out the window the sun was all
misty and the clouds were grey
morning, regardless
a chance to pretend
(in certain lights)
I don’t think of
you all the time
i’m better
at bringing myself back to myself
these days, still
I imagine being able to imagine
you
were wrong btw that I could make anything true I just needed new glasses
so I could stop inventing what’s right
in front of me like most nights,
I know you only as a brittle blur of cool orange
pooling into the folds
of my eye sockets
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