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night in night

there you sit so terribly alive in this wet world with the responsibility of stitching together the universe into a comfortable pull over sweater with the seriousness of a hot daybreak cutting into your face while the birds fly everywhere else besides in your deep coffee bragging to the needy sky what it was to … Continue reading

tap out

are we only we in the broken things must we continue to bleed on those who never wounded us who do you talk to now that you are alone like a scab   does the moon behind your chest still hold a reflection in the knife can butter still bend the metal where are you … Continue reading