Iron Love
Look into the camera
I want this to last
This moment
This feeling
This time
Before the rapture of
your dancing body
exposes the way it was before us
Listen closely:
This is good
so good
and I can't let it go
I want to save this time
in a box
this evanescent crumb of existence
packed safely in a shoebox
at the back of my closet
I have one thing to say
and a thousand ways to say it
Your smile is the only one I can remember
When sleep finally comes
to this broken dystopia
I can only dream of your identical agony.
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