you wield the power
to piss me off like a teenager
even though most of my life has been
a series of photographs without you
where I’m pictured waiting to stop smiling
just as a neighbor’s car explodes outside
so when you walk into a party
grab my arm
& pull me off to the patio of congressional smokers
where sacred things are whispered between drags
be ready to explain why the music got louder
as we stepped through the door &
the poem you wrote into the shape of a gun
fired on my heart at point blank range
please understand
we’ve skipped over the part when
you get to offer me tea
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Seriously. You’re my poet hero.
Trent, stop making me love you.