Thank You For Not Looking Towards Me
Thank you for not looking towards me
I would have crashed this car.
Nothing can take up space like you do
or exist so powerfully,
Your atoms must vibrate at a different speed.
I won't let you make me feel
like I am under supervision,
and so I drove away
You are subducting my tectonic plate.
I won't let you subsume me
into your brilliant decadence
though I am failing,
falling into you.
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