Again, You (Automatic Reverie #2)
by Michael K. Gause

    ...make my words into something
    you think you understand.

    I want to become what you would do
    if you began again.

    Purple
    Green
    Blue

    Gin and tonic before breakfast begins

    Secret
    Despair
    You

    How can each glass hold us in such
    perfect and twinkling suspension?

    Again: you

    The sound of breaking wood comforts
    thoughts of your faceless face.

    I list my grievances:

    morning
    supper
    talking

    Before the voice of my neighbor's son changes,
    I will move South.






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