Inculpable

I’d miss you more
if I could
love you more
if there were a way
to measure the meaning
of more

Qualitatively consume me
if it makes merit
feed on flesh
that sings your praise
I’ll lop a different love off
if you ask

Letters I’ve written
on what this love is like
I’d send them daily
if it made a difference
hourly
if it’s what you need

You said I was stupid
and I agreed
incapable of loving you more
whatever that means
incapable of loving you less
if only

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