God's Got A Girlfriend // Part I

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ii
I cleaned up the
mess you made in the house 
but I don’t know 
about the wreck you 
made of my bones, 
my body, my soul, 
and my hands.

ii
I’m so used to
keeping the hour 
by the almost rhythmic
way you’d kiss me 
throughout the day 
and I’m not sure if I 
can even read 
Roman numerals 
anymore.

iii
Today, the smell of 
your laughter and 
voice
finally faded from the
coffee mugs on the 
kitchen table,
only slight lipstick 
stains remain now, 
but those can be 
erased.

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