definition of new
kind of love
eating falafel over rice
in washington square park
trying to wish the spring
through frozen arms and sex fingers
i can still hear him shouting a block away
about killing the man who put it in his baby’s mother
saying, i’ll kill, i’ll kill him with such passion
that his wailing into the echo of nyu dorms
sounded like he’d found the definition
of a new kind of love.
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