i keep starting a love poem to you
but it goes
differently
once the clickity clickity starts
that’s the thing
about a poem
even the writer
is unsure
where we are headed
and now that you’re along for the ride
let’s dive into something
related
by the thinnest of fibers
love
language
weekend
miscues and missteps
around our bedroom
1–2–23
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