a sidemouth kiss
right where the geoffrey goes
when it’s been said n done
how I should a walked home
I might still be walking
instead of sickly typing
I waited like a sucker for a train
now I’m waiting for a train
a kiss on neither cheek nor lips
I felt your hair blow on my carotid
it whispered things like this is just a joke
in the wind that brought the funny rain
woebegone departed
begone by a woe
how I could have saved on train fare
and put these legs to use
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