One (Disappear) Poem by A Waltz For Zizi

One (Disappear)



I'll be
making this
one of my last excuses
for what I put in my name
on purpose, on the walls of this
ethereal place. I cannot believe I'm doing this,
but it's right, now, to scratch my heartbeats
on the inside of strangers
and on the lips of all
the muses that are
faraway from me,
so faraway, and
ultimately
utterly..

Saturday, June 14, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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