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it’s not like we’ll be here foreverwe must give thanks
for the blistersthanks for
the tarps we hide underfor the shame
of being human
-like everyone elseage teaches us
tears aren’t empty
——without substanceteaches us to walk webs
we didn’t spin
for the blistersthanks for
the tarps we hide underfor the shame
of being human
-like everyone elseage teaches us
tears aren’t empty
——without substanceteaches us to walk webs
we didn’t spin
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2.
i want to carry you
into the heave of night
carry you
-waxed and crumbling
into the black lonely eyes remember
we will fight
as stone fights wind
and water
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3.
i want you
boxed and taped
or
just taped
lying in the husks
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