Stranded in Ordinary Time
There is something wrong with the way I am falling in love.
Like, I hesitate. I blink. I try not to think of you, but in the moonlight
I feel feverish and green, like a stranded traveler in a foreign country.
You said that you liked my eyes. You tried to kiss me. You
held me down. I only wanted to drive and be free for a while. To be
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