dear cracker that I left underneath the futon mattress until the ants got you

26 Mar

 

dear cracker that I left underneath the futon mattress until the ants got you

 

what can I say if not: sorry about that

it happened

love is not often survived by the brittle

in your own cheesy way that was obvious

because you wore your cheesiness

on your outsides

but it was more than that

wasn’t it

 

I get that

 

between the cheesy exterior you had

a thin peanut butter lust for her

that could slice through time machines

and nightmares about zombified blankets

you miss her

don’t you

no, don’t worry

 

I get that

 

I mean

I miss her too

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