If I don’t 

Then I won’t 

If I won’t 

Than I will 

Because love in this moment 

Is such a bitter pill 

Yet the taste is exotic 

And 

My 

Hands

Are hypnotic 

Can I touch soft things 

Without 

Leaving 

Marks 

On

Them. 

A Short Conversation is a collection of stories, thoughts, and general musing. I like to write like I'm slamming a door; loudly, and with purpose.

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