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You are with me

yet
you seem

so
far away
remember remember
old widowed December
and Pluto
the moon with a moon

the sun drips an artist
a walk flies the farthest
O farther than birds in a room.

remember remember
the priests peace and temper
and wet fingernails
Tinted teeth smiling tunes

the moons seen me naked
my virginity taken
I roar from the ***** of what Godkind consumes.

Don't you listen?
The tempt, sing to bring my vanity.
The temptation, to travel to unravel my sanity.
The tempted, rather than gather my trust.
The tempter, would not neglect to inject me with lust.
Oh, mother, mother!
Do you see me,
smiling
at the needle?
Mother, mother?                        

Oh, friends, friends!
Do you hear me,
laughing
from the addiction?
Friends, friends?                        

Oh, nurse, nurse!
Do you smell
the wafting
iron?
Nurse, nurse?                        

Oh, world, world!
Do you feel me
grasping
your wrist?
World, world?                        

Oh, Amanda, Amanda!
Do you taste your
bleeding
vein?
Amanda, Amanda?                        

The mother—
The friends—
The nurse—
The world—
And I—
Answer, *"no."
I miss feeling so close to someone.
Feeling their skin against mine
Their breath against my neck
Their hair brushing against my shoulder
The long gazes into each other’s eyes
The anticipation of the first kiss
Then the next kiss
Oh the kisses could last for hours
Your breath melting into mine.
I crave the goose bump inducing touch that can only be experienced with someone you love.
I miss it
I miss
it
all.
I'm ready to move on.

— The End —