unloveable

fell in love like a smuggler

in the night,

arms wrapped euphorically around

the gifts of the world

free to him

at the expense of others

 

ran away together

just like everyone

we had ever seen on the television

 

we ran out of gas

out of love

out of anything that

mattered

 

tears tears tears

 

the stairway

to old

 

fears.

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