Poetry & Such

the cool, icy
breeze
kisses the 
skin of 
me

  __________

I told him 

“no”

yes, “no”

I told him

“leave, go”

but then he said

“wait”

I was his

“home”

 __________

there is this feeling of pain,
we’ll call that X

then there is you
we’ll call you Y
when you say the word
that starts with an “n”
and ends with an “o”

X equals Y

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