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blue eyes and blue skies your white pillow lips your spider leg eyelashes and the soft, brown bruises that tiptoe up my wrist soft downy, warm skin a tiny entity in the pale moonlight purple and yellow wet and slime and rawness but empty, flutterless, cooling: the bare nakedness we created no longer exists dribbling words a tipsy house that leans to one side gentle breeze and creamy clouds- mashed potatoes to slather with butter or the fluid that drips down my leg asphalt, cold but burning a right a left a straight and i stumble press a hand to the leftover lump of my abdomen and turn toward an empty, flickering highway
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Feb 10, 2019
Feb 10, 2019 at 12:41 AM UTC
Flutterless
blue eyes and blue skies your white pillow lips your spider leg eyelashes and the soft, brown bruises that tiptoe up my wrist soft downy, warm skin a tiny entity in the pale moonlight purple and yellow wet and slime and rawness but empty, flutterless, cooling: the bare nakedness we created no longer exists dribbling words a tipsy house that leans to one side gentle breeze and creamy clouds- mashed potatoes to slather with butter or the fluid that drips down my leg asphalt, cold but burning a right a left a straight and i stumble press a hand to the leftover lump of my abdomen and turn toward an empty, flickering highway
#stillborn#abuse
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Feb 10, 2019
Feb 10, 2019 at 12:41 AM UTC
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