Chapter 1 – If

4 May

If my concentration dove as deep
as the finger in my mouth
I could explain

If you hadn’t fallen for her
in the hole I dug for myself
it might be easier

If I were as old as I am wise
You would have loved me

If my fears had a name
it would be yours

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