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title: The night we met, I was out of my mind
subtitle: or lying in the dark
genre: verse

id: the-night-we-met
toc: "The night we met, I was out of my mind"

project:
    title: Autocento of the breakfast table
    class: autocento
...

| My head is [full of fire][], my tongue swollen,
| pregnant with all the things I should've said
| but didn't.  Last night, we met each other
| in the dark, remember?  You told me time was

| pregnant with all things.  I should've said
| something, to draw you out from your safety
| in the dark.  Remember, you told me time was
| only an illusion, [and memory was][] only

| something to draw.  You, out from your safety,
| I out from mine, that night, I believed in you.
| And illusion and memory were one, lying
| [down on your couch][], through the night you drew

| me out from mine.  That night, I believed in you
| when you told me you loved me.  I lay
| down on your couch.  Through the night, you drew
| a picture of our [future together][].

| When you told me you loved me, I lied
| [in the dark][].  Remember, you told me time was
| [a picture of our future][] together.
| My head is full of fire, [my tongue swollen][].

[my tongue swollen]: plant.html
[a picture of our future]: last-passenger.html
[in the dark]: apollo11.html
[future together]: one-hundred-lines.html
[down on your couch]: early.html
[and memory was]: riptide_memory.html
[full of fire]: found-typewriter-poem.html