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To Be Wanted
To Be Wanted
No one wants
to be
the consolation prize,
not to be
the one
in her eyes,
not to have
that central
core space,
the reason
the moonlight
wakes up on her face.
The boxes
she keeps
in her underwear drawer
are filled
with the letters
of dreams of still more.
And every sad look
of having
just settled
reminds
of fourth place,
not even medaled.
No one wants
to be
the consolation prize,
not to be
the one
in her eyes,
not to have
that central
core space,
the reason
the moonlight
wakes up on her face.
The boxes
she keeps
in her underwear drawer
are filled
with the letters
of dreams of still more.
And every sad look
of having
just settled
reminds
of fourth place,
not even medaled.
Published 8th Jun 2022
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9th Jun 2022 2:58pm
9th Jun 2022 3:08pm
9th Jun 2022 5:06pm
Turtle, write this shit all of the time. It's COHESIVE , and the rejection is defined in a way that's soft and lovely. It's even a little haunted around the ragged-soul edges. Nice piece bud.
9th Jun 2022 6:02pm
10th Jun 2022 11:33pm
It's hard to imagine someone that does not want to be wanted but to be the consolation prize is even worse. You look back and wonder where all the time went. That time you could have spent with someone truly special. That person for which you make the sun shine and the moon glow. The person with whom there is salvation in darkness.
11th Jun 2022 00:06am
