the anguish of recovery
condensed milk and saltine lacquer
the body smelling like used book store-
what are you to the weary night?
a fragment of heaven
a breathing within a grieving
of a lung of ashes
the further thunder of this pain
the rainfall an embrace
and your skin a deeper ocean
this wanting could be
anyone's mistake, once
and everytime; your framing;
your escaping
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It started to feel like love...
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