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Poems from a Lonely Person.
KISS.
When you kissed me,
With my eyes still closed,
I said to you:
'I have never had a first kiss.'

When I opened my eyes to see your reaction,
You were gone.
And I remembered.


BEDS.
Beds are dangerous,
Life-threatening traps.
The sheets: a barbed binding,
Encasing and suffocating.
The covers:
A panic soaked hug
filled with hyperventilation. (Get off of me!)
The pillow: rocky ground...