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Is
it
romantic
how
all of my
elegies
Eulogize
me?
I'm
not cut out for
all these
cynical
clones
These
hunters
with
cell phones
Take me to
the lakes
where
all the
poets
went to die
I
don't belong
and
my
beloved
neither
do you
Those
Windermere
peaks
look like
a perfect place
to cry
I'm
setting off
but
not without
my muse
What
should be
over burrowed
under my skin
In heart-stopping waves
of hurt
I've
come
too far
to
watch some
namedropping
sleaze
Tell me
what
are my words worth
Take me to
the lakes
where
all the
poets
went to die
I
don't belong
and
my
beloved
neither
do you
Those
Windermere
peaks
look like
a perfect place
to cry
I'm
setting off
but
not without
my muse
I want
auroras
and
sad prose
I want
to
watch
wisteria
grow
right over
my bare feet
'Cause
I
haven't moved
in years
And
I want
you
right here
A
red
rose
grew up
out of
ice
frozen
ground
With
no one
around to
tweet
it
While
I
bathe
in cliffside pools
With my
calamitous
love
and
insurmountable grief
Take me to
the lakes
where
all the
poets
went to die
I
don't belong
and
my
beloved
neither
do you
Those
Windermere
peaks
look like
a perfect place
to cry
I'm
setting off
but
not without
my muse
No,
not without you