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It’s the fastest route
from my house
to the place I desire
to be at the most,
to the wonderful wherever
your body is now.
It’s one hundred
seventy-three million,
three hundred
fifty-two thousand
nine hundred
and sixty inches
of pavement paths
to a placatory paradise.
It’s fourteen million
four hundred
forty-six thousand
and eighty feet
I have driven
in my dearest dreams.
Each syllable
of every number
causes my emotions
to salivate,
but now, I’m ready
to take the steady course
through eleven states
so I can at long last
deeply demonstrate
my love for you
in an unexplored
and different way,
even if
the gravity between us
feels like a field
with a distance apart
that’s two thousand,
seven hundred,
and thirty-six miles less
than we actually are.

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I’m sick
of Carolina seaways…
Nevada’s calling out
my name.

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