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Now I am become

I can feel it rising

Death

The silence is crushing

The destroyer of worlds

Your eyes press against mine

no emotion my mind screams

your smell clings in my air suffocating

me tenderly hell’s whisper in my ear you’re gone

no thought Wait

The heart is cold

Wait

The damage has been done.

Not To Be

What’s in a name?
Nothing if you can’t remember it.
Ah-hem.

A first date should be:

-Punctual
-Unusual
-Fun (not merely enjoyable)
-Long
-A fantastic production of “Henry IV, Part 1” followed by a few glasses

of wine and extensive discussions of our favorite musicians that dissolves
into a sloppy kiss sing-along

The lady doth not protest
if you want to sleep over.

Second date ideas:
-A walk in the park
-Grabbing coffee
-Comparing favorite Radiolab episodes on the cold walk to a warm

bed, followed by choosing locations for a Calvin and Hobbes tattoo on
each other’s bodies

Now is the winter of utter contentment.

A third date
should not be this hard
to schedule.

I could find eternity here,
nestled somewhere between the pressed cotton sheets and your warm embrace
My worries and fears miles away —
there is an incomprehensible beauty to the fire that burns from within your crevices,
which light you up from the inside
even while you sleep
It might be difficult to understand what is so alluring to me
about the boy with impermeable skin
about the boy with a dream
but up here
In our postage — stamp haven high about the havoc of the city — the gentle sound of
your sleep mingles perfectly with the rumbling of the distant thunder that keeps me
awake
and
the steady beat of your heart
is the only prayer I need this morning.

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Wednesday, November 8, 2017 // The Statement

poetry

spring i.

not to be

Midtown

BY ANNA HARITOS, DAILY STAFF REPORTER

BY MAGGIE KOLCON, DAILY SPORTS WRITER

BY ANNA HARITOS, DAILY STAFF REPORTER

statement

THE MICHIGAN DAILY | NOVEMBER 8, 2017

ILLUSTRATION BY EMILY KOFFSKY

ILLUSTRATION BY BETSY STUBBS

ILLUSTRATION BY BETSY STUBBS

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