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numbOn a trail behind your eyes,lies a ring, upside down, pointing up to the falls where the numb started The unadulterated laughter of a girl in green kneesocksFalls only on the earsOf a boy with a knife on his belt, and sand in his eyes Hands bound, false grip, Nothing exists years below Salt fills the red skyNaïve curls under a coin that wont come down Blackout. The last spark, faint on the sandy pavementBlack smoke, oncoming trafficCraw, cry, oil, treadmarks Choking on a white flagShe will not exaleSidelines overflowBlack socks, black knees, black sky Silhouettes, pale eyes, tv screensStiff and awake on a shore of ashes and shattered plates. She dives. Nakedly emersed in an undisturbed paradiseRomanced by a ghost, leagues under a sea of quicksand Tides shiftSay goodbye as the world turnsAnd we claw our way to this bottle’s rim Echos of a broken hourglass throughout a subway tunnelShe smiles, leaning on righteous cold tile walls Pass the saltFour years and right on timeBreathe.