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i know how to jump start a car and i know thirteen different ways to light a fire and i know that i sleep better when you're here. i know how to make a pipe with an apple and i know how to roll poplar bark into twine and i know what you're afraid of. i know that sometimes turkeys drown because they stand with their heads thrown back in the rain. i know all the state capitals and i know all the books of the old testament in order and i know how far you'd have to jump to be sure you didn't survive. i know that my biggest fear was always the time stretched out between today and the end and i know that lately i am not so afraid. i know it's at least a little bit because of you. i know that my lungs crave mountains like my fingers crave dirt like my hands crave yours. i know how the world looks on your seventy second hour awake and i know how thirteen tabs of acid feels and i know how to steal things without getting caught. i know how thirty-year-old hands squeeze sixteen-year-old hips. i know that ******** isn't a compliment. i know deep breathing techniques, calming rituals, and numbers for help lines i'll never call. i know that frogs breathe through their skin and that sometimes they die when you touch them. i know that i do not breathe through my skin, no matter how often i forget.
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Mar 10, 2015
Mar 10, 2015 at 7:07 PM UTC
something like a grounding exercise
i know how to jump start a car and i know thirteen different ways to light a fire and i know that i sleep better when you're here. i know how to make a pipe with an apple and i know how to roll poplar bark into twine and i know what you're afraid of. i know that sometimes turkeys drown because they stand with their heads thrown back in the rain. i know all the state capitals and i know all the books of the old testament in order and i know how far you'd have to jump to be sure you didn't survive. i know that my biggest fear was always the time stretched out between today and the end and i know that lately i am not so afraid. i know it's at least a little bit because of you. i know that my lungs crave mountains like my fingers crave dirt like my hands crave yours. i know how the world looks on your seventy second hour awake and i know how thirteen tabs of acid feels and i know how to steal things without getting caught. i know how thirty-year-old hands squeeze sixteen-year-old hips. i know that ******** isn't a compliment. i know deep breathing techniques, calming rituals, and numbers for help lines i'll never call. i know that frogs breathe through their skin and that sometimes they die when you touch them. i know that i do not breathe through my skin, no matter how often i forget.
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Mar 10, 2015
Mar 10, 2015 at 7:07 PM UTC
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