it can be goodbye

it is done
with the wave of a hand
and the sinking of a ship

motions set to motions
in a feedback loop
of maya

my gentleness has arisen from it all
draped in hope
wet with pain

can i take you
here
would you still feel like you knew me

if i touched you
there
and my lips
fell
softly towards the center

it’s the angles of the architecture
that tear through my circuits

it’s the way you come together
that makes me want to take you apart

or be taken apart

by fingers warm
but wet with rain

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