If Only They Could Bottle This Feeling
–Nick Flynn
Pages torn from magazines,
taped to the walls – a sunset,a puppy, a tree in
a field — all of it more realthan these words. Our kiss
stretched a wire
from your hands to my skull, I fellinside, mouth first, head
first… if Iwas made of paper I’d have
burst into flame. If only they couldbottle this feeling, I thought
& then they did.
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