The Downlow

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austin, texas, United States
aspiring writer, English and journalism student, hails from Texas. likes include writing, coffee, books, whisky and people.

Saturday, September 24, 2011

cowboy kid

There is something separate and quiet about 
the moments when my thoughts take hold of you,
focus on the crease of your lips when you smile
and the way your eyebrows raise,
on the times our eyes meet.
A half second later the vacuum returns,
sucks me back to ground and dirt
and I’m whirling again,
the earth throbbing beneath me
like it has for months, it feels,
I’ve felt so much until you.
You are separate and quiet,
a drug that makes me finally alone,
finally quiet,
finally separate,
finally able to fall asleep.

lightly edited.

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