you're so beautiful
i'm glad i get to hear you talk
even if it is off trifolded cardboard
you have eyes that are dark and
deep and sad, with bags
older than i think you are
hair thin but unrestrained
a wild mane wavy, not plain
i don't think you wear pants
but what you don't wear
you wear it well
with dark red lips, secrets you don't tell
you wear black but
you are a pale sad lilly
in a sea of tiffany's, stephanies
thinner than thin, i see you drinking tea
for sleep
in a big warm bed you can disappear
from providence or city
i think you drip sex that
no one can catch
the way your hands in a nervous flex
across your thighs and hips stretch
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