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You thought I was rich, and I am, but not how you think

I live in a tudor house under the freeway in Mar Vista by the beach
When you call i take my phone to the picnic table that I bought from the Rose Bowl
& I listen to the rushing cars above
& I think about the last time you visited me
The last time we made love
How the noise got louder and louder during rush hour until it sounded like the sea
& it felt like the ocean was the sky
& that I was flying because you were two feet taller than me
Until you took me in your arms 

& I could touch the stars
& they all fell down around my head
& I became an angel
Then you put me to bed
Happy

People think that I'm rich, and I am, but not how they think
I have a truck with a gold key chain in the ignition and on the back it says: happy, joyous, and free
Happy
& when I drive, I think about the last time my friends were driving with me
How the radio was so loud that I couldn't hear the words
So we became the music
happy

 

They write that I'm rich, and I am, but not how they think

I have a safe I call the boyfriend box, and in it every saved receipt 

Every movie theatre ticket just to remind me of all the things I've loved then lost then loved again, unconditionally

Happy

 

You joke that I'm rich and I am, but not how you think 

I live in a Tudor house under the freeway off of Rose avenue, 12 blocks from the beach

& when you call, I put your sweater on and put you on speaker and chat for hours underneath the trees 

& think about the last time you were here lying next to me

How the noise from the cars got louder and louder during rush hour

Until it sounded like a river or a stream

& it felt like we were swimming

But it wasn't just a dream

We were just

happy.

 
 
 

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& I listen to the rushing cars above

& I think about the last time you visited me

The last time we made love

How the noise got louder and louder during rush hour until it sounded like the sea

& it felt like the ocean was the sky

& that I was flying because you were two feet taller than me

Until you took me in your arms 

& I could touch the stars

& they all fell down around my head

& I became and angel

Then you put me to bed

Happy

 

 

 

best part. I love this poem

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