When you go back
Don't count the fingers you
Lost getting here
Or the limbs your neighbours lost
Don't let the memories you caged
Come out to play don't
Unfold the crumpled pages
of your passport don't
Poke your stomach and sigh
Wistfully where it crosses the
Borders your aunties set for desirability
Don't carry any lovers in your chest
Don't
Don't go back, you can't go back
Not all of you anyway
-We miss time (not places)/ we miss people (not places)
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