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Let the wretched dandelions do the growing,let them sprout up out of Satan’s hell-basket one-by-one infuriating every garden attempting to be &l..
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One of us is pretending,the other is lost"we’ve both disappeared into smoke,we’ve both disappeared beneath buildings of ash.What were the ..
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I’ve been crawling under doormats,thinking they were blankets.You’ve been walking into houses,thinking they were homes.I was crawling into..
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Your heart was overgrown with asphodels, constantly in bloom.And your eyes were full of lilacs, that only blossomed in the sun.(You whispered to me &l..
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Unpack these bags beneath my eyes,we can't stand to be alone.Pack up those bags beneath your eyes,I’ve found myself calling you home.Oh, they&rs..
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There we danced,without bones,withoutskin,and there we sangwithout words,withoutvoices"we handed ourselves in bundlesto the clock’s open hands,d..
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I’ve heard them speak of ‘how things could be,’I’ve seen them grin without blood in their teeth,Come closer lover, whisper how..
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86Too many branches on this goddamn tree,too many leaves being shed in every direction�"my hushed glances under autumn overtones:contained..
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Just as we always knew:
as we’d always expected--the
chaos in calmness, like a cool sip of chamomile tea, whilst the
kettle shrieked to screa..
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You and I speak without words:our bodies contort into the charactersthe alphabet lost long ago.Our skin shivers in pitches too shrillfor human ears,an..
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