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Seventeen thoughts
Not to be dramatic
but I’ve had approximately seventeen thoughts
that required immediate sharing
and you are tragically unavailable
I meant to get work done today
but then I remembered that weird joke you made last night
and then I thought about the cabin we’ll build someday
and then I wondered if moss feels soft or crunchy
and then I forgot what I was doing altogether
you’re the only person I can tell
every sideways
spiralling
impossible-to-trace thought to
the only one who doesn’t say
slow down
just smiles and follows the thread
wherever it goes
I keep turning to tell you
and remembering you’re not here
which somehow makes the thoughts grow
piling up
like the fallen leaves I am too distracted to rake
It’s ridiculous
how many things feel incomplete
without your listening
come home
I’ve saved my best thoughts
for when you’re here to hear them.
