FUZZeye
I can't tell with you
were you ever alright. you seemed to love me
and I tried so hard so that you'd know.
I remember you chopping vegetables
and telling me about how Nietzsche's
     eyes were full when he felt too alive
and I could barely look at you but I did -
     I looked at you so hard - saw you
until I thought I knew you,
what you felt, I thought.
     that's all I could do
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