May 2014
in my head
a bride
of devout steel
around my fingers
through them
as if i've no skin
a pale aquamarine or night blue
where i turn to you
and simply say
"forget"
a bride
of devout steel
around my fingers
through them
as if i've no skin
a pale aquamarine or night blue
where i turn to you
and simply say
"forget"
(oakland, ca)
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