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Something Left Unsaid After the dismissal Past the teeth and behind the smile I feel there is something something left unsaid because I see it in your eyes although the time has gone so quickly by. We get better when we practice and you've had plenty of time to teach yourself how to pretend that you don't care anymore like I'm not there anymore. Your plan did work I must confess. It worked until I tread into your mess once I unlocked the door and I learned more; the piles rising from the floor but you would perch there in the middle of it all with your false smile, words, and your long, long-awaited secret. Bu

In a Coffee Shop I'm in a coffee shop thinking about her again. White porcelain rim smooth as the arching veins of her neck to my lips and I swallow her down with sugar and two creams. I see my face in the distorted mirror. No eyes, no nose, no mouth today with which I would tell her. Waves of nothing that are the color of her thighs. She doesn't taste like Irish cream but she intoxicates me just the same. Nimbuses do lurk in the black sky beyond the window just as her black hair does flow. I love to hear her speak yet well I know that music hath a far more pleasing sound. My pink fingers coil white; The