~be-this-sunset
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.cotton and cold.you've hidden a history packed tight in a brown box marked f r a g i l e and handle with care it's stored in the closet.cotton and cold.
next to throwaway clothing where it will grow stale with the air
and the television buzzzes a crude lullabye where our words used to hang in the night the emptiness (((echoes))) in the mountains and valleys in the caves of the sheets where we lie
so what does it mean when i wake up each morning with nothing but pillows to hold? the space where our bodies fit so perfectly is replaced with cotton & cold
i know my mou
by ~be-this-sunset
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emotional egoismin my swooping indignity I will take what I can get. They figureemotional egoism
me blind as a bat, those sonars before telegrams, faster than desire.
these evenings were made for the avoidance of falling. we lay close to one another, pretending
to reorient gravity.
the floating stars are hard to see beyond the soft pollution. suddenly it made a difference whether I could feel God
I was
trembling to untie a mask I never wore. how I
ever neglected the air against my hot, sticky face I cannot say.
by ~mySeity
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