L. V., I Found This Poem Stuck Between My Teeth After The First Date

Detail of "Idle Tears" by Edward Robert Hughes (British, 1851-1914)

Before I even write the first verse down, I have already decided
that the poet will die at the end of this poem.
- L. V.

L. V., i found this poem stuck between my teeth after the first date

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because I’m so close to the end, I can see the light from here.

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Rising Road (Detail)
Gustave Caillebotte, 1881

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Detail of "Young Painter at His Easel" by Théodore Géricault (French, 1791-1824)

you fell in love with an artist
who covered up white lie after white lie
like they were blank canvases

with raspberry sunsets and ocean blue
eyes, sometimes with midnight forests

that waited in still silence for fires to
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for them to ever light up.

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Detail of "The Painter in his Studio" by Francois Boucher (French, 1703-1770)

don’t fall in love with an artist.
they collect tears to wipe excess rain
bows off their brushes. they’d collect yours
to wipe their hands clean.

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i fell in love with an artist once,
who punched fault lines into my heart
and concealed them with red finger paint.

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you always used to say that your day had gone fine

and I always wondered what you meant by "fine".

"Vase de fleurs à la fenêtre" - detail
("Vase of Flowers at the Window")
by Paul Gauguin, 1881

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and having breakfast for early dinner because

we were so broke, the cracks on the vase could pass for art.

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There’s a story
about a stone, flung
into the belly of an ancient
ocean, and to this day, it is falling
still. On the night that you are born,
it is written that the stone strikes the
ocean floor, like a matchstick to the
matchbox. And you wonder why
all you’re ever good at is setting
things on fire—even the ones
who love you to death.
Perhaps people should
not love each other.
At least, not to
death.

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Love's Shadow (Detail)
by: Frederick Sandys, 1867

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