this is all experimental poetry at this point so please give me a break
too many men in my world, here, are trapped in a power struggle.
Consider poet girl writing her own love story
Consider a love where first kiss is electric Ferris wheel, every color, and holding hands means fireworks but also rebellion but also the truest courage
I listen to love poem after love poem and you’re whispering in my ear through every one so I don’t seem to hear a word
the lights in Lincoln Center at night hand me courage and forgiveness
which is to say, I suddenly do not want to write anymore breakup poems