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My eyes, my eyes
what have you won?
In the morning, when it was
on a beach and daybreak was an ocean.
You looked into the
mountains, you saw into a distance,
past the knights dressed in neon,
into dropping leaves.

A woman that is
a ghost, she says to love
the shapes and the way that
words can make the shapes

“Honestly, my milkshake
has brought so many
boys to so many yards.”