I’d stand aside
while you’re winding me up.
Got me geeked and teed feverishly,
keeping track of my feet
by tripping repeatedly.
Whose side are you on, Eternity?!
I’ll weather your more trechered
infinities; bind myself to time always waiting
for the right rhyme to strike and knowing
it’ll be the death of me.
I’m currently possessed by my
selfish selflessness,
trying to pry decisions
from my muted tongue.
History’s a bitch, but I
think I’ll let it slide this time alongside
the most wishful of my thinking:
leave all the best things unsaid.
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