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41 " But a person can make a beautiful bed And murder you in itAnd that's what you didAnd not fuck me in it "
― Dorothea Lasky , Rome: Poems
42 " All of it is becauseOf how badly you lied to meI thought it was just you and meOr at the very least a tiny epigram "
43 " I will fill the poems with great pain "
44 " I will go back and forth and never be "
45 " I sit there bloodlessAnd my lust, tooIt rings "
46 " A monsterSomeone who left me in the dark Someone who darkened meA million times over "
47 " That true love cannot be calculated or contained "
48 " Endless suffering and circle "
49 " What's worse To never have them To have them only in partWhat's worseTo be endlessly waitingTo be endlessly waitingWhat's worse—nothing or nothingWhat's worse "
50 " I want you to kiss me hard hard In the nighttime And not give up I don’t want to be a thing I want to be becoming "
51 " The blue night with treesEverything told me to feel somethingAnd yet everything you said was a lie And all my emotions were for nothing "
52 " I've only fucked seven guys in my whole lifeBut I've watched more porn than you ever willHours and hours "
53 " Now you come to my street in the sunrise and hold me There are things you want to say but don’t There are things I want to say but I already said them "
54 " A voice said to me, in summer language: Dottie, you are blessedAnd I felt the yellow light of the sun eating my face "
55 " Shoot sparks of green and greyThrough time "
56 " Some people don’t want to die Because you can’t complain when you’re dead "
57 " Am I going to die and all I will have are these fucking poems "
58 " And if you think I am not hungry If you think I am not hungry anymoreYou are wrong. "