Tuesday, December 07, 2021

DMs


Separated by anxiety, time, and space

to grow and give a chance. She declared

Easier to just like your comments. Texts

DMs never wanted. Just hit the heart

Conversation punted three light-years

Into a future found only in the mind

Of one of us

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