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07.10.10 / 8:45 pm

i remember each of my great loves,
a few now seeming so distant as to be shadows,
featureless shapes.
i know that they are each unlike the others,
bound together only by their ties to me,
some having loved me more intensely,
unapologetically.

i built some with my bare hands,
carving each plank and nailing them together,
leaving room for windows
and a cellar where i kept artifacts of the others.
and i broke them all down methodically,
with an axe, sweating from the manual labor,
the prickle of grass against my bare feet,
all sound dampened by the northern breeze

i built one right by the ruin of another,
always alone but never lonely.