all i needed
was a tent
the rain
and you
but now i don't want
to impose my sadness
upon you
all the stops and starts
that happen in conversation
one moment sun,
one moment intense despair
the other doritos
i know
i can fake-smile through
all that surrounds
but you've found
that can't be the truth
for you
and all that's left
could be stuffed into the corner
of a tiny zipper bag
in a mangled backpack
well traveled
never coming back
to what it was
or what could
have been
(send)
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