It Happened Tomorrow

words with titles

This can hardly pass as poetry;
There's isnt a shred
of creative thinking
in it and anyone who
isn't you wouldn't
feel a thing when
they read this.

This can hardly pass as art;
But it doesn't
change how true
it is, it doesn't the
way it hurts.

This can hardly pass as original;
But, fuck it,
here goes
nothing,
here it is,
just like that:

I miss you.