who could possibly play
portray
him in a film
that little
swaying
mouth
a moon
like on a chart
open with
the sea
between us
distanced
in skateboards
and kitchen
table
I face
down
to him standing
on the floor
moving his
shaking legs
my pen
making
scratches
on blue
post-it notes
next to the fridge
in the box
I need to leave
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