my head got beat in by pictures i couldn't capture with a digital camera
being because, i don't own one
but i do own my last moments in ny
last at least for awhile
the walls will be painted over
and so will this face
with other colors eyeliner and tears
with new goodbyes, old hellos
what a trend
honesty feels good
living without boundaries in the comfort of love
the witness of familiar and the poetry of the unknown
give me a kiss of the unexpected and i promise it will be lived out
it will be documented and kept secure in the picture bank of my mind
i won't forget
it's not in my nature
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