i have been seeking
poetry
in all the wrong places
i have been peeking under rocks
and digging in barren dirt

my heart was an open blade
six inches too long
when you came along
i told you i didn’t know
how to bring it in

but a year has passed
and your hand is still on my door
knocking
and waiting to be let in

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