Don't Let Me Starve

Tuesday, March 24, 2026

"8th Street"

found you ast 8th St.


fainting at 8th Street
how I wish that you would kiss me
scratching at my chest
like it would go away 

pushing over pillows
like feathered rubble
from flying skyscrapers

hiding behind windows
of offices and cars 
watching the neighbors


famous decision
to turn away 
and let a dream remain a dream


never met never parted 
is the best way to be


birthday present

never opened

always retains

saccharine innocence

sun-drenched may

snowy holiday

ever-shining

always waiting to be opened


foggy reflection
of fingerprints on glass 
scratching at the mirror 
like it would go away

found you at eighth street,
that present never opened,
kisses never spoiled
by touching shameful lips.

I found you at eighth street
the promise never broken
kisses never spoiled
by touching shameful lips
 
broken bike wheel spinning in the yard
is a monument to this tryst.
my fouled-up plans;
I'll never see you again.
as if I ever did.

foggy reflection
of fingerprints on glass,
scratching at the window
like it would go away.

foggy reflection
of fingerprints on glass
scratching at the mirror
like it would go away


birthday present
never opened
always retains
Saccharine innocence 

Sun-drenched may
Snowy holiday 
Always shining 
Ever waiting to be opened 

sun-drenched may
snowy holiday
ever-shining
always waiting to be opened

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