I’m so lonely I/
set my phone alarm just to/
pretend I get calls.
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When a baby hurls/
in a seafood restaurant, you/
pretend it’s chowder.
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If you look skyward*/
this evening, you can pretend/
you see me smiling.
OR
*westward
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Cyrano Writer: Musings of a Revolutionary Romantic Poet
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