COYOTE BLOOD
poetry, art, mistakes, music, love, visions and everything...
With You, Once
I want to be vulnerable
and arrogant.
Making tea,
and texting you.
Devils,
like Delray, Florida?
Love is stupid;
I am stupid and I run away.
Then be all that
and more.
I am old,
but I want to be a young lover.
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