hate the one who holds you where you are?
no
love the one who will not hold you down,
even when you want them to?
love the one who leaves you for another?
love the one who leaves you for nothing?
the roads were a grid, and I drove
by your house just once, and why
when I knew you weren't home
I had to force the wheel away
the rest of the time
while photos of mostly everything but you
slowly formed themselves
and dried themselves
on lines
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