Calendar, wait for me. You kicked my heart through autumn leaves and I wonder how long until I see that I was wrong to leave? Calendar, carefully. I turn the pages patiently and I watch us collide. Sleep talking right through night to me. I was packing up my things, about to leave. Collapse into your quarterlies. Or change your mind like you are me. Our future’s all I see. Calendar, I watched the years. Trading glances with my fears.
And you hold us in art. Pull the corners all apart for me. June left the party. She couldn’t believe that the cars were all gone as she walked down the street. She thought “love was a calendar given to me at the end of the year.” June left the party. She couldn’t believe as the 2am sky whispered “wait patiently.” “Love was a calendar given to me at the end of the year.”
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