You can’t know who i am, when your few steps on the moon winded you
in that foreign place, deep in space you wondered where i was
but i was always there
watching you from a distance because you’re dangerous
not only to me, but to your own kind
just look at what you’ve
done
and yes, it’s not all black and white
it’s always been about the in
between shades
and subtle shimmers
placed just so
so the rest of them
know
that there’s
hope
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Her Two Cents
Today marks a birthday, and an anniversary. Today is the start of year five of Lovelorn Poets and this year, it seemed most appropriate to celebrate and appreciate by publishing a collection of select works stored in the archive. Today, thanks are offered to all of those who have knowingly and unknowingly been a part of this creative endeavor. You Can’t Know Who I Am is available as a pdf or send a message with a mailing address if you’d like a paper copy.
