Diss love

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It comes
Like words that need to speak.
It cannot be denied.
And when I try to
Explain the inevitability of it all,
That the poem is already written,
That it just needs to materialise,
I think she understands.
But she doesn’t
And the lack of obvious control
Dismays her.
‘I will not be told.’
And so the poem slips
Into a tangle of letters
And the love dissolves.

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