xxvii. the flautist
state lines away, where you can argue
that kansas city does not belong in a place that sounds miserable
or on a miserable river there simply
lives a flautist
who is you
though if i'm honest beyond apprehension
and describe you as being deserving of wings
customized to your liking of course
there's no telling where in the world you could have flown
there are days i write letters to myself
and i think of those i penned to you
you penned to me
the ones i forgot between move
and move
and move
and how you always surprised me with neon in the mail pile
i still don't think all the smiles were covers
all the laughs tarot lies to an unread beginner
i always expected to remember you
looooong after our clock unwound
i never expected you to be so good
at cards against humanity
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