"Improv"ing 1 - Week 1

This came from one of the sample workshop poems posted on CourseDen.

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not feeling energetic we are on the bed
the sunlight shines on us
the bedposts are         like      totatlly shining in this sunglight
it is finally spring up here
            the blossoms are very big and white
on the trees I have been close to you for a while now
trying to be there for you in this weird sort of spell you seem to be entranced by
I remember you when I met you and I got really drunk
and I ended up not saying anything to you that night
           All         these       years      later
you are now facing away from me
You have your pillow to your chest,

and the pain you are going through
                                                     is killing me


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not feeling conscientious we are resting on the swing
the moon shimmers on us
the waterfall        cleaves        the moonlight into slivers
it is finally winter up here
             the leaves are dried and crisp
on the ground I have become closer to you through time
attempting to learn the trespasses you seem to be secrectly entangled by
I remember when you met me and I took care of you
I stayed when others left you that night
            All       those        years       ago
and now you sit in front of me
You have your drink close to your smile,

and the pain of our shared regret
                                                   is suffocating me