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There is nothing growing here, in the space between she and me
Our obsessions almost killed me, but now here we are, talking like normal human beings
She asked me to stop dreaming of death
Nothing fills me with dread quite like a mushroom
She handed me my first sharpened pencil.
She Speaks to Me
She who makes the Moon the Moon and, whenever she is full, sets the dogs to howling all night long, and me with them.
Walking the spaces between the words
The space between
She is lobbing rainbows at me from across the room and I am swallowing them like fear.
This space between has it's own kind of comfortable
I don't like her because she won't like me
She loved me for my brains not my body. It's what zombies do.
I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
Boy meets me, boy becomes infatuated with me, boy realizes I take up space, boy runs like hell
Here's my number, call me
She Spoke in Nothing But Lies
i am a human being. nothing human is alien to me.
Here in the dark, nothing is real but time
i know you're out there; i just wish you were here with me
"He was a terrible man," she sobbed, between bites of alimony
i hate this beautiful world o please let me stay here forever
nothing here
strength is made in the space between what you're used to, and what would damage you
She only wants me for tech support
Two condoms, she makes me wear
She just looks at me
I said I was sorry. Then she looked at me.
She's smarter than me but she's also more quiet, therefore she has no personality which makes me feel better
She cleaned up for me at least.
there's nothing quite as wonderful to me as the assorted scars of a woman who's too busy reading to watch where she's walking
She Loves Me
The Uninhabitable Spaces Between Us
Nothing In Me
She asked me to read her a poem
She told me she remembers three things about me
She claims nothing's wrong
There's nothing you can do to me that Castro hasn't already done
This is the first time she's texted me since the morning she left.
She found me on public transportation
We can't even sort out the space between people, we have no business building rockets.
Stay here with me
I'm a celebrity... get me out of here!
here goes nothing
Call me back when hair starts growing on his palms
I hope they kill me while I'm standing here, so I can die happy.
The video cuts out here; nothing more can be determined from the tape.
Notice Me, I'm Here
She pulled the "I love you" on me
it's still just me in here
Between Here and the Coast
She writes notes to me, to keep me in check
I would have tried, but Charlotte kept Charlotte in the world of Charlotte and she barely heard me
The portion of her face she allows me to see
She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
She told me I looked like a Henry, and this is how she would know me
She is stupidly keeping herself a secret, when I know she has sparkly things to show me
She said she loved me
Is it fair for him to love me when she craves his touch?
i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
she spent the night gingerly peeling me off the moon.
she looked at me then whispered, we are all made of stardust
She saved me from Hylas' fate
She Blinded Me With Science
she seems bored with me after all this time
she, he, and me
She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
And then wings sprouted from the space between my shoulders where my wings had once been
I'm beginning to think that nothing I think or say makes sense to anyone but me
Sword Lesbian, or: Give me a marker and a blank space and I shall move a bit of the world
Launch me into space, and I'll never need to come back
A conversation between me and god
She Gave Sweet Love To Me
pieces of metal are nothing to me, little human
She stopped me in the city. A lost soul gambling on random encounters.
My mother loves me. She uses the good sandwich bags.
she made them, like fire, expansible over all space
the space was filled with love like light and that made me shine as well
one was giving me the eye but nothing came of it
She tells me she drives a truck.
Between the World and Me
it's the space between things that allows them to exist
there is space between thought and consciousness
Sometimes in the quiet spaces between the sheets we forget who we each used to be
There is a space between your shoulders where your wings used to be
Here the Frailest Leaves of Me
Growing older makes me depressed
Here's your chance to live through me, to right your wrongs or wrong my rights
You see, my son, here time changes into space
She is all I am listening to here
How long do you think I'll let you keep me here?
the futility of making space between the lines
Fragments of a world, and the spaces between them
Why is she really here?
Tell me not here, it needs not saying
his is a local shop for local people. There's nothing for you here.
but you should be right here, right next to me
better off with him than here with me
I swear I just came here for a sandwich, but do you remember me?
There is no one here to stop me from using this silence.
Nothing to worry about here! though It will come after a while.
you want me here? well, then ask me to stay.
Listen to me, because I am in the soapbox. This is the voice of the soapbox. I am calling to you. Do you hear the sounds of my soaply siren song? My syntactically sweet strumming along to sequential sequestrations of symmetrically snakey st
This is a local shop for local people. There's nothing for you here.
Get Me Away From Here, I'm Dying
Halfway Between Here and There
She misses me
She told me I'd make a good Satan
That one makes me scream, she said
She kissed me gently, just once, then walked away crying
She dumped me when she found out I'd been faking my Scottish accent
It costs me nothing to be considerate
She loved me for my maths
There is nothing left for me there, except for all that I left behind
She Fucks Me
She only wants me for sex
The stars were bright that night she left me forever
She loves me, she loves me not
She wakes me up by tickling my feet
She told me to say that
She approached me with some vague line
She may be pretty and have more money than me but she doesn't write songs about you.
I put my head down and hoped to God she wasn't looking at me
She left me on the boardwalk with my head held in my hands.
give me the truth or nothing
She doesn't need me anymore
She was watching me and I didn’t know it.
She kills me
Tell him, she told me
She said she loved me. The knife came down.
She looks at me and she laughs
Because I still love her, because I know she still loves me.
The Space Between Us
She is still undoing me.
Tell me a story about a burro, standing atop a mesa, surrounded by a flock of geese, being fed by a weathered old man wearing nothing but a Jimmy hat
She was an intellectual prostitute, seducing me with profound truisms
Nothing can stop me now
The difference between growing a beard and not shaving
that's where she lost me as I began imagining my family amongst blood-dripped hedges
She asked me if I loved her and I showed her the tattoo
She told me she wouldn't
My Mother She Killed Me, My Father He Ate Me
She might not need me. But then again she might.
texting, she tells me anarchy will remain an important ideology
She hit me like thunder, and I had to lie down until I could breathe again
She taught me some moves, including stealthy exits.
The Abridged Edition: She was to one side, he was to the other, an untested bridge between them
A fine line between stupid and clever
lay vs. lie
The difference between right and wrong
between the stars
The difference between men and women
outer space heater
Pleasures of the Flesh -- A tale told between blackouts
The difference between art and science
A literary comparison between "The Grapes of Wrath" and "Native Son."
Between the Lions
A conversation between the dead
Sex between a teacher and a student
Grapefruits and guavas
The difference between shocks and struts
You need something to put between the dramatic pauses
The Dialogue between the soul and the body
Meditation VI: Of the Existence of Material Things, and of the real Distinction between the Soul and Body of Man
Meditation VI: Of the Existence of Material Things, and of the real Distinction between the Soul and the Body of Man : 2
sex and gender
There is more than glass between the snow and the huge roses
The difference between "call by reference" and "call by value return"
link between abortions and crime
Statistical Correlation between foot size and forearm length
Difference between apology and regret
An Elegy Between Poles
The Difference Between Soldiers and Marines
French Constitution: The Relationship between the Government and the Parliament
Days Between
Courtesy between gods and mortals
The difference between evangelical and fundamentalist Christians

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