My bare leg brushes the corner of this empty blanket and I imagine your cold toes icing the skin of my calf
I began to count the days but the higher numbers made this dream feel familiar so I stopped
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What will words do for an unrested body
What will lines do for a torn apart stuck together vein pumping nothing but some sort of lie to keep itself from stopping completely

Forget whatever I just said
Anyway it was a fine day