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Poem: Out Lamppost 

We fell in love with each other,
Hitting our heads as we hit the ground,
Leaving us confused and greatly naive.

Our confusion only made our love stronger,
Our cigarettes more damaging,
Our alcohol more destructive.

We got drunk quicker, Spent our nights under fairly dim lamppost lights,
Never thinking to check the watches on our wrists,
The most we knew of them was that they were broken.

It didn't concern us,
Time.

The clock was frozen and our bodies were immortal,
We were infinite,
Unaware that we were actually rather completely finite.

Our parents only called us home for the holidays,
For cherry wine and clementines.

We drove our dirty cars around empty parking lots,
Our limbs swaying through the air like we were dancing.

Dancing with the wind in our hair,
Dancing with time in our palms,
The heart of life on our minds.

We became familiar with our screams,
We fell in love with each other's tongues,
How we tasted like old booze,
How we tasted like destruction and freedom.

We fell in love under the lampposts,
And when we did,
We decided we would never leave,
Our lamppost.

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