Poof Doors

We’ll be like vanishing doors

Try and knock but where

Doesn’t exist it won’t be about

Most words we’ve said washed away like sand over time

Room for new memories with someone else

Nights of missing and wailing dissolved.


Gates without need expunged currently dealing new cards

Flickers flashing in past plays calm in reality

Updating addresses without the other knowing

Snoring in an exotic bed soon to be familiar

Days between

Weeks between

Messages.

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