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Random Poem:

When it Wasn't Small Talk Anymore

I told you you'd be jealous of where I went today
you asked me if it was Krasnoyarsk.
though i had never seen the word,
I remembered how your tongue scratched  
the tips of your roots
from the roof of your mouth.
You taught me the words for hello,
for how are you, for bird
for little girl.
I would twist my tongue and you'd whisper it again
and I'd say it wrong,
and we'd laugh but.
You never had to teach me this,
and I never tried to learn it.
Lips cannot shape silence into experience.
You asked me if it was Krasnoyarsk.
even your trademark sweater of sarcasm
couldn't coat the fact that you meant it
hide that in the part of your mind
where you keep the words I taught you in spanish
right next to
cake, bird,
Is the chemical reaction that makes you hate it here more than I do
The only people who could ever "<3" new york city
were born into this
blanket for castle of ashes and neon lights
I'm not saying that's a good thing
I just went to high line park today
and you found it first because you're always looking
to the sky for your branches
so you can follow them
maybe one day the homesickness will respond to
whole foods and roller skates
maybe I'll be jealous that you have a home to look
at clouds for
when all I've ever known
is concrete

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