Get Over It

by Tom Saer

She said I should process my feelings before destroying other eyes
To the point that they laugh

I tried to say I wasn’t
less-than-one-week-old love leftovers
But maybe that wasn’t so convincing

There are tears in my ear still
Soft salt in the morning at least
They came I think from Orphean cornmarket streets
But that was long after I was dreaming

Have you still got park end tickets?
I copied and pasted from messenger

Don’t worry
You and me won’t be alone no more
I copied and pasted from a better human being

When I was leaning on you I got really scared
Because you unlocked and gave in
Scared because I was going to fall
Leaning on you because you were my staircase door

This mighty art I have not practised
So ready to be broken
I want to taste cherry again

The Poor Print

The Poor Print is the student-run newspaper of Oriel College, Oxford, with contributions from members of the JCR, MCR, SCR and staff. New issues are published fortnightly during term. Our current Executive Editors are Siddiq Islam and Jerric Chong.

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