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Aug 2015
My heart's a wristwatch
The spiel keeps spinning
I follow it with my eyes
The gears turn and click
And
I want to turn it over
Turn it back, like stones
But
The sheets stay blank
No matter how many words
I spin together beneath my eyelids
My mason jar is still full of you
It tastes like raspberries
And
Forest floors
When I asked you to look inside my mouth to see if they stained my cheeks red
Your face found the cool side of the pillow
And
Your laughter fell into it
The shade of blue
On the wall reminds me
Of fireflies falling out of our mouths
I wanted to swallow them
And
Glow from the inside out with you
Jen Grimes
Written by
Jen Grimes  Burlington, Vermont
(Burlington, Vermont)   
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