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The main part of me is injured in four different areas, like the corners of a square. Four. I had my back adjusted today for the first time. I will have to be getting continuous treatment in order to fix it all and align my hips and shoulders again.

This explains so much pain. So much pain.

I'm too young for this. Someone,please, get me a drink. Also, if it isn't too much to ask, a job that offers health insurance. It would be like giving my lungs fresh air to breath and filtered water to drink and organic food to eat.

Is it true? Could it be?

We're both falling as fast as our hearts
go soaring away with our minds and play
in outer space they saw us wave
from down below they envied us.

We sat there, in this quaintly lit place.He dug into his pocket laying out the box of cigarettes on the table.I ordered a glass and blankly stared him in the eyes.

"I would've ordered you something better."

"I can make my own decisions. Thanks for the concern."
I flipped back the top and took one of his cigarettes.

He lit me. I took my first drag.

"When did you start smoking?"

"When did you leave?"

"Oh, that's not fair--"

"But, what makes you?"

Second drag. I wasn't going to bite my tongue.

"Why are we even here?"

"I'm not sure. Why are you here?"

"Why did you want to meet me? What is there to say?"

"Why did you agree?"

Sneer. Third drag. I had a sip of wine. It was dry, suiting the entire atmosphere.

"This was a bad idea."

"Yeah, you always were a bad idea."

He got up and left. Coward, couldn't ever stick around.

dreamy jambalaya

I take this with me.
This and a lot of you.
A lot that you cut in me.
Crevasses that need to be filled
with music and luxury.
Sweet nothings and plenty somethings.
With oceans and sunsets
but also with broken chairs and some ache.
I'm not looking,
you'll get here.
But come with lots of things to share
and experiences and books.
And write your own so I can read your way
but come quick!
I'm eager for the bay.
Excited for your existence
but not making any expectations.

You're simply my creation.

For now.

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Filled up to the tipping top
I take that back
I'm really not.

You've exposed me to more
than I would usual bargain for.
It ignites a new interest in me
but you and I can no longer be.

I look for these things
and my things.
But your things nonetheless.
And his, and his, and hers,
and so on, and so forth.

to be fulfilled, as I once was.
But it just doesn't take one anymore.
Now it takes one who has it all
because I know it all, now.