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Jessica Belle Mar 2013
these fingers drip gold
even so, you forget to
return once again
Jessica Belle Mar 2013
if the world were to turn upside down
i'd climb to the bottoms of the trees and let myself
fall
fall
fall
fall
until i reached you, galaxies away
i'd land upon your bootsoles
to see where you had been
and hope to find thoughts of me
wedged between the treads
then i'd dive into your skin
through buttonholes of your shirt
and nestled above your buried heart,
i dig

but cannot find a beat

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