Testing.

Testing,

1, 2—

Will you stay, if we’re screwed?

When I subconsciously

betray you?

Out of line,

out of character,

this—I wish

we won’t have to remember.

Mic’s on—

everyone listening?

Testing,

1, 2

watching,

waiting

bitter and anticipating.

Exhaustion-bred retroactive jealousy

turned almost

relational felony.

Testaments

of you and me.

Testing you?

Testing me.

Abandonment

all I used to breathe.

Surely,

too good—to remain true?

Disappointments,

sinking, slinking into the wind.

With love to spare,

Trying this—again

I couldn’t bear.

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