You play electric guitar
I play acoustic
Neither of us are very good.
I know a few chords,
I played the chorus of 505 for you
You told me to "get Weezered"
and played a string of chords
from a song I'm convinced I know
but the words escape me
Both of us know music
Myself piano and choir
You the violin
We both know music
but we don't know guitar
We just know how to make
the other laugh
because you love Arctic Monkeys
and I love you.
And then there were Two.
There was Nothing and there were Two and they were not in love. Love was not a thing yet, there was Nothing.
One said to the other, "I've discovered I can say words."
I need to write.
God, do I.
It's been days, with no click of the keys
to write out simple stories, poems, words
things that will never see the light of day
but I still love.
Come climb the willow tree,
up the weeping branches,
Claudio, from that play we read
years ago in school,
he climbed the willow tree
to make a garland for himself,
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