Buds

They’re breaking through.
It feels early. I feel late 

to wake to the songs
everyone else hums. 

I am overripe
to the ones I replay 

because addiction is nothing
if not relentless 

repetition. Will the lyric
alter slightly with this listening 

to make it all about me?
If I can recover 

from the need to be
your you, perhaps you 

will relent—give one
up for me.

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