Eating Poetry

Maps of Love (II)

A Blog To Regret

well, I don’t want to be drunk again
scrolling through your Instagram page
playing spin-the-bottle with ghosts
and recall how you moved in me
if only your new girlfriend knew how to read the lines in your face!
these paths on which I have tread
these maps of love

Published by A Blog To Regret

All my daydreams end with me flying away majestically from a burning building on the back of a pterodactyl.

2 thoughts on “Maps of Love (II)”

  1. “if only your new girlfriend knew how to read the lines in your face!
    these paths on which I have tread
    these maps of love”

    Wonderful words …

    Reply

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