…The attic (XI) 10 things I hate about you…

I’ve been courting news weighted down for long enough
Asking for advice and I didn’t know, know why
I’ve been making changes and still I find myself
Asking for forgiveness the more I try, try — Chinook

I linger a moment too long on your preface
And yearn to be acknowledged

You’ve never truly been alone
Until you’ve been to college

Between your lines I lose my mind
Replacing it with what I discover

When words are chaste, the way they’re placed
In the face of one another

The paper cuts my finger
For the first time I bleed

To go to war with the humans is to court Death… —


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