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I think they understand squat In your ear The colossus is growing Split at your feet like a ripe fruit Concave flesh Clock starts—flesh, bone Nothing there Mundane space between the knife and thumb “What a thrill,” you tell to me, “My thumb instead of an onion.” Thrill indeed Your father instead of the world Swallow black—whole oceans in your throat Swimming back to Daddy You did it again and I say it’s Coming back again Back again Again Lilac nurse in a prom dress Tinged in grey and Cambridge sweaters Brushing the sun Teddy makes you laugh eventually Say you know what you want He said you were the real thing So learn I can taste you alive I’m underneath the floorboards Ibuprofen Blue tinged with your bandages Christ takes His time to raise me back The black dog 3 years Still digging even when You and I cross the sky and I cross my heart and I cross my legs oh my God Bit your pretty red heart in two
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Dec 7, 2017
Dec 7, 2017 at 1:22 AM UTC
colossus
I think they understand squat In your ear The colossus is growing Split at your feet like a ripe fruit Concave flesh Clock starts—flesh, bone Nothing there Mundane space between the knife and thumb “What a thrill,” you tell to me, “My thumb instead of an onion.” Thrill indeed Your father instead of the world Swallow black—whole oceans in your throat Swimming back to Daddy You did it again and I say it’s Coming back again Back again Again Lilac nurse in a prom dress Tinged in grey and Cambridge sweaters Brushing the sun Teddy makes you laugh eventually Say you know what you want He said you were the real thing So learn I can taste you alive I’m underneath the floorboards Ibuprofen Blue tinged with your bandages Christ takes His time to raise me back The black dog 3 years Still digging even when You and I cross the sky and I cross my heart and I cross my legs oh my God Bit your pretty red heart in two
for sylvia.
shelefttheloom
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shelefttheloom
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Dec 7, 2017
Dec 7, 2017 at 1:22 AM UTC
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