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where the hell? [poem]

where the hell will you come from?
it’s the first question that runs through my mind
when I try to imagine your arrival in my life
where well we meet?
what will be the first thing to tie us together?
it’s hard to imagine
how you’ll get past my weirdness
that force field of oddness I exude
I wonder how long it’ll take you to step up
to get past my wife and my impossible honesty
and be okay with me
all of me
I’m not saying that I think I’m unlovable
I just recognize how difficult it is
to jump into the deep end
when you can’t see the bottom


bookdragon, poet, witch

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