I want to be annihilated completely, I want reciprocal forgetting, I want the angels not to recognize me.

The First Days

steals the silences
that you would fill

the definition of
vulnerability is
written on my
sleeping pill

lover, this
foreign city
gets cold at night
– lonely in the
midst of masses

and without
your heart beating
7 minutes away
i feel broken and lost

though, they say
these types of things
get better with time

(they often lie)

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