car park friend

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i feel empty and alone—
full and together—
at the same time
with you;

perhaps—
the anticipation as a numbness
the love like a full belly
together makes
for lots of fouls
and felt mistakes.

i feel,
i grasp,
i want for more,
for the everything,
for the everything which certainly definitely positively not you,
for the what you stand for and what i’m still enraged i’ve
yet to find and hold and keep
and stare into and pray and love and fastly in my sleep.

you are a rugged boy,
a limp and a side step and a smile boy,
and you mean nothing to me
(stay a little while)

fill me up while you empty me out
empty boy,
thin boy,
thin boy,
frail boy,
frail frail music mind,
frail frail left behind,

minimize
any urge to
briefly kiss your eyes,
for i do not love you,
but i wished
that i do
(oh how i miss
u,
o what sur-
rpise).

Copyright 2017 Golden Star Poetry

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