This Ruined Puzzle
This ruined puzzle is beige with the pieces all face
down so the placing goes slowly. The pictures of
anything other than it’s meant to be. But the
hours they creep, the patterns repeat. Don’t be
concerned, you know I’ll be fine on my own. I
never said “don’t go”.
I’ve written a note, it’s pressed between pages
that you’ve marked to find your way back. It says
“Does he ever get the girl?” But what if the pages
stay pressed, the chapters unfinished, the stories
too dull to unfold? Does he ever get the girl?
This basement’s a coffin I’m buried alive. I’ll die
in here just to be safe. I’ll die in here just to be
safe. ‘Cause you’re gone I get nothing and you’re
off with barely a sigh. I never said “Good-bye”
Does he ever get the girl?

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