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this, dear, is what we call just going through the motions

by Lauren Pearl

listen baby,
i have forgotten, somehow, just how
warm, warmth can be

perhaps i omitted it from memory;
more likey, i never really
held that knowledge to begin with

i could stop,
if i wanted to, it wouldn't have
been difficult to pull my hand from yours

but i didn't. surprising, huh?
i was just trying to justify my existance
by our reflection in some silty water

although i never proved anything-
all my aching heart has been longing
for is a goodnights sleep free of you.

05/14/2004

Author's Note: tonight, it hurts.

Posted on 05/15/2004
Copyright © 2026 Lauren Pearl

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