recall, you
did? is fire and blue licking
tongue scorching my throat
Pale eye rain and glossy crows
that i dreamed you
i sang you
i need
your Waiting never explains, the cumbersome
Tick
Talk to me.i'mlisteningwatching
singingbreathingrunning
through the crowded
masks paint prism ripples
and yours is a face,
in a bottle
under water
in
sip
idiot, you formless mass
i fell for you
again.again.again.again.again.again.
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