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Oct 2018
Break all of my bones in a rhythmic fashion
                  so it's musically satisfying to feel the tiny fragments crack and resonate within the closed walls of my skin
Blood turned cold as the words spat back at me,
            as cold as the floor I laid upon,
Fixated with fear,
            vibrating fingers held true to the stifled senses

Pink slipped and no longer dredging,
       fervency was sprinkled along the gates of the unexplored,
Exchanges so sheer and uninviting,
             freezer burned words meet the cold shoulder in return
Extraneously overused,
                   the body will drop to alteration,
Just a daub on the road map that paves the way through your existence,
       drumming fingers along the collarbones to off put the beating of an unforgiving chest.
Merriam Ellsworth
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Merriam Ellsworth  23/Neither/New Jersey
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