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Too bad

The bond of the second
that comes amongst an ocean
of irrelevant presence

the smell and the offense
nothing unpleasant to this
let the rest complain

it keeps flashing in my head
all escaped desires gathered


where again I find you
discover and explore like virgin land
where again I touch you
weep and smile, first faith and last


I've been the great lover
three good years now, at times better at times worse
at times more of a hater

words traveled their circles
came back over themselves


empty hands
I stepped back sipped the gin
where again I find where again
only where dead or asleep
a bitter loss


I never existed
you were for a route

too bad.