those confessions

those stories from before…

they synch us
at our ankles
so we lean to left
as though leaving
would tie the knot
out of our stomachs.

then we remind ourselves
of our stories thereafter…
we both despise the thought
of each other, from before,
when we were without one another.

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"If you haven't known insanity, you haven't lived."
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