April 13, 2026

I've got no love today. No
bananas or watermelons either,
all nourish and sweetness sucked
dry by this feeling of rind
and peel, scraped empty of flesh,
squeezed and juiceless, made useless
save to feed the worms. No love
note then, today, for I can not give
what I do not have, not for this
world, not in this world, where want
and wish pick us clean of the muscle
and fat we need to work and withstand
its horrors and all the ways
we forget each other and that
we could fix each other too if only
we really want to.

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love notes
a ritual to start the week