I need to stop being on the internet
there is no such thing as “blocking” on the internet.
I found you on the corner of web and org,
we touched hands.
we forgave each other (sike).
touching cock under a blanket at fifteen,
there was a movie about cowboys playing.
the last time I saw you,
you were drinking a beer
and I was laughing,
pretending I didn’t see you.
it is not that I carry anger towards you anymore,
but my legs still shake uncontrollably
into dark nights and loneliness
and for that I will never forgive you.
|
Erin Taylor is an American poet whose work has been featured at LAMBDA Literary, Cosmonauts Avenue, Scum Mag, and more. More of her work can be found at erintaylorisalive.com and she tweets at @erinisaway.
|