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Aug 2020
don't doze off sideways, the night is
still too young to be cut short, i rob
off your goodwill like a collector of debts
a smile for a smile, a wink for a chipped tooth

time files past freshly slew, if
i could i would, suspend all sunrises
the metamorphoses of bone structure is
as distasteful as the future, unsustainable

the water's at your nostrils so don't speak
or swallow, the air too thick to cut
through, tear apart the ends of your threads
and show me, bring me your casket of snakes

we never saw our betrayal stamp towards us
our bones red, catching fire, but the smoke
never blackened my vocal cords and vowels
so now i scream a old scream
you knock on my door, i knock you down

Apr 7, 2020
pineliquor
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pineliquor  22/F
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