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Hush


I wanted to start
Dear G,
but G is an ex of mine
and another ex moved to San Cristóbal
and another hung from a rope just after turning 30
so it was all just
a little too…
because I thought I’d left that out of my history.

but I never have words
in my dreams
(funny thing for a writer)
it’s all
driving to the moon : playing bass in a punk band : befriending a t-rex
sometimes they even roll credits at the end.

enough, wake up, we’re done.
crawl back into the dropout sea.

but what I’ve been trying to say all along is that
maybe I don’t care if the rope is around a throat
as long
as it’s
not mine.