little golden breakables

I like fish because they do not ask for love.
The sentiment behind your eyes
is steeped in violently passive lies
you wonder why, I won’t get coffee with you.
Little black books full with words
bitter with emphasis,  soaked in …
what do you call this?
Carelessness.

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