Poetry · Writing

reruns on the plane;

i fell for you

actually

still falling no bottom in sight

i am falling for you

a marathon that gets better and better

a show that is renewed every year

it gets better and better no filler

i record every episode

i like to watch them on my free time

or when i’m not free

and you’ll take me captive

i’ll wake up in my own bed

and i’ll put on reruns

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