In the interest
of mending broken hearts
I bring you superglue and silly putty
For the one I've never minded to mend
I turn my heart to the east
but my fears lie to the west
Love is the death of duty
due diligence be damned
ripples from rocks skipped across seas
Nevermind never mine
Never you mind damn you
Lest the words explode
Like shrapnel from your chest
I will not hear a word of it
Yet even whispers cut all the same
Kiss me you fool
Celluloids illuminate the night sky
Black and white so unlike life
To live I'm sure
Death is
Whatever this is
Montauk, Bangkok
Little Italian villages
Owosso nestled between darkness
I'm uniquely qualified
To find myself hated
In every corner of the world
Yet wherever I have loved
Love
Has been sure to follow
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