If we were perfect

I don’t know

how long

we would stay.


If I was fearless

I would tell you everything

you need to hear.


I want to repeat repeat repeat

until all the tears are a drought we can’t fix.


I want to open the gates

until I am no one you ever wanted.


If I was a voice

I would want you to hear it.

If I was a hand

I would want you to hold it.

If I was golden

I would wish it all away

but instead I sit here

ripping all the paintings from the walls

louder and louder

making us quieter and quieter

and I am your bulldozer

until you have nothing left to feel.

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Written 2/27/18

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