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one step softer always
that’s what you said
one step self involved
but how else and what else
all else hurts, is
sin, is metal and ice and burns

—-

i am right there
still standing
survived the brunt of it
because i am, the fittest, the most safe,
the least learned, Darwin in his holiness
could not have seen you coming
like fumigating, like floor finish
you’ve choked me out - i am blue
does it go well with this dress
i am
not enough
for all of the sight of you
but here i am just limping
i’m finding myself slipping
bitter is better; bitter, better for you
that pale as death skin from
scalp to shoulder

so … soft
so sweet i think
if i could only scrape it with my teeth i think
maybe i’d scrape at you too  

Mar 8 2012
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  • #bud
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