from one whisper
to
an
other
she wept
to me
from
the
clefts
how far

how far

how far

how far

it
echoes
we all
echoe
dream to me
in scents
of
your hair

Stake your meaning scribble it on me

letters that have fallen
call to me as the breeze
lightens the winds
of
change
every thing
changes
no
thing changes
what of corruption
she has bled me dry
that my callousness
of
hand
mind
heart
could be forgiven

he thought just
maybe she
thought
only
he
was confused

none of this should matter to you
brush yourself off
after
an
fall
hear me
crying
for
my
"eyelash dolls"
?



















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