in bed; six

i want to jump from under my covers
without doubt or apprehension
and run to where you are,
and you will drop the pencil and
the cigarette from your hands
and i will tackle you
and you will kiss my forehead
and i will play with your hair
and you will cry and say nothing
because there is no use
in discussing what has been lost
when so little has been found


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