New Poem.
brown heart
color of august
arms race
sweat singers
try not to think about this too hard:
did you want love? did you come here
for love? did you expect
love?
sorry
brown heart
but love’s not
here — white heart’s broken
today
sad face can offer you nothing
today
sorry
white heart broken
in westside bin
by garage door
wedged open so
breath and air
get out and in
sorry it says
SORRY
at least I
sly and shaky
stay alive this way
SORRY
no time for you
brown heart
today nothing
from white broken heart
for brown heart
love is
not there ever
brown heart
no matter
its stolen beats
and its claims
to love you
white heart is never more than
guardedly there
and never there
for you at all
love you
brown heart
that’s your song
you love you
you love you
for white heart knows
the same song too
you love you
you love you
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