Poems from csb

I am homesick  And yet at home For the walls to whisper to me Sounds of childhood past Laughter and memories   Tip-toeing down hallways...
the gravity of you + me I never saw it coming but suddenly massively I am consumed by want of you universes I never knew existed still to...
I’ve been thinking a lot about the American voice So brash Bold and often ugly   The one that says you don’t measure up there’s always more...
I left the shore to go out with you and now we’re here I wonder Are we together? Or are you here —next to me—  Coincidentally?   Is it but...
I tear myself apart And wonder Why I am not put together 

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