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 Oriel College Newspaper. Run by students, with contributions from the JCR, MCR, and SCR & Staff. Current Executive Editors: Tom Davy, Joanna Engle and Chris Hill

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