A COMMUNAL EXPERIMENT IN SELF CURATION

a Soul Project

archival : where do I begin :

I've been listening
to the same song
for the last few hours:
Goodnight and Go.
And so its ironic
that tonight, of all nights
I spot the date December 8th
while browsing the internet.
I can barely look at it
without flinching.
Skipping beats,
Flushing cheeks,
And I'm struggling.
Trembling.
You get me every time.
Why'd you have to be so cute,
Its impossible to ignore you.
Must you make me laugh so much;
Its bad enough we get along so well.