tell me you’re not miserable

“Tonight you’re thinking of cities under crowns 
of snow and I stare at you like I’m looking through a window,
counting birds.
You wanted happiness, I can’t blame you for that,
and maybe a mouth sounds idiotic when it blathers on about joy 
but tell me 
you love this, tell me you’re not miserable.”

— Richard Siken, Seaside Improvisation

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