it will be about you
because of you
your violence
your disdain
the way you drove
all of us into the night
shooting at us
my first book of poems
will be your book
your story
and the way
you wrote the words
into my flesh
and seared the scenes
into my eyes
giving me life
should have given
you place in mine
but you are
limited to the page
and the burning
in my eyes
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