Casey Rock

I would settle for the less and more
because I believe you are the cure for everyday.
the evocation of heart-wrenching joy—
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Your darkness is winding down, leaving cobwebs
and fingerprints
while you post at the top of the stairs, and
it smells like cigarettes and form oil-making my
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As it turns out, your love songs made me cry.

It’s hard to look at your face—
Can’t look away, though because
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I (usually)
leave at two to hear the treasured sound
of sneakers on asphalt framed in the melody
of your voice, unspoken, flowing, gorgeous
...

The backyard is on fire again.

and as the foundations of the garage
smolder, and the smoke reaches my tastebuds
...

And now
can we really say we loved each other
that much?
I'm sure you'd have said yes
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The light was just about perfect when
you turned away—
it was hard to tell that beneath an orange sunset
the lake was all but
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I want to give you a Tokyo cityscape
and sleepless nights to go with
that smile.
maybe then you’d appreciate… but instead I’ll just
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problems and children without names,
that is—
nameless problems and children—bruised, drunken
prodigies
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After, over
and
then
ache, smoothed over and incubated into something
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