drunkclumsy
with the drop

of it
tap past

to gather
dulling

in the doorway
god only knows

what
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does
with so many seams

breaking brittle by
and the sky

blue sky

hello there
it's been a while
i haven't spoken to you in a while
and i think it's fair to say i've changed
changing is hard
and not fun at all
but this is proof
that maybe one day
i can come back
and say hello again
to me from then
from me now

The hardest dose of
You don't know
What you have
Till it's gone

It couldn't be
Anymore
Painful
To swallow

Last night I dreamt in body, not in mind
No images or sounds remained at wake
Left only with the remnants of a hug
Warm gift to me from longtime missing shade
To leave me love, then reconvey to grave

Last night I dreamt in washing, not in sense
A cooling rain that left me pink and clean
Of soaking drops that ran on face and limb
And drying cloth that softly followed rain
Fresh for the world to leave its dirt again

Last night I dreamt in campfire warmth and milk
Puff-swirling clouds hope-floated me in silk
In wrapping blankets, cuddled me with care
In loving presence lifting me like air
With messages from those no longer here
To spend the dark and morning disappear

I wanted to spend forever with you.
I guess I didn’t realize how much
I already intertwined our forever
Into my life
Until I had to spend my nights alone
Trying to create a future
With the leftover pieces of my life
That Weren’t touched by you.

I have no eyes, yet I must see,
The void's dark grip is haunting me.
No longer lost in others’ truth,
I'm swallowed by this empty ruth.

I have no mouth, yet I must scream,
Starved for food, for water, for dream.
Life slips away, cold and stark,
No lips to warm me in the dark.

I have no ears, yet must I hear,
My heart beats pain, my pulse is clear.
They mock, they whisper, they conspire,
Love’s sweet breath will never inspire.

I have no skin, yet I must feel,
No human warmth, no chance to heal.
I can't touch her, though love’s in sight—
Forever lost in endless night.

Remember,
the best things in life are free

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