Because It’s Through The Ink That His Heart Beats, That His Heart Breaths

[Paul Typing a Poem on His Phone - Leelikesphotography.blogpsot.com]

because we all wanted the love songs to be true
and we did love dinosaurs once
and we wanted the stars to hold our hands,
to lick the teeth, to fuck us,
but they ended up fucking us,
so let your smile twist
like my heart dancing precariously on the edge of my fingertips,
staining them like that same high school kid licking his thoughts,
using his sharpie tip writing:
“I was here
I was here mothafucka
And ain’t none of y’all can write that in the spot that I just wrote it in"
-Anis Mojgani, Here Am I