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I was sick I was so sick I called you late, 'cause I was burning And I thought I might die And I frightened myself to let you in Your knock hurt my ears, But so quiet you thought to knock again Before you could, I answered Because there was fire in me And you drank the sight of me Bared to just a tanktop and my underwear Dark rings under my eyes Milky skin glowing phosphorescent in the dark And for a second I was afraid That you would think badly of me And refuse to come in And say I can't help you But then you hugged (like you always do) With your arms wrapped like a straitjacket But pulled back in surprise Because I was giving off so much heat Then your eyes grew tight and worried And you picked me up bridal style Suddenly my eyes ran Rivering over my blazing cheeks I swear the tears evaporated! I swear! (I don't know what the tears were for the wanting of you? - for so long you'd forgotten or the relief? - that I would not die alone or the pain? - for things I might never see) And you set me down Surrendered me to a long, soft floor Pressed your cool hands to my forehead And then to my back, (I fancied they left blue shards of ice Unmeltable in my white-hot skin I almost lost my mind with pain) And then you made the doctor come (I don't remember this) But my monsters had already arrived Creeping through the darkness I cried out, my voice Startling you from your methodical smoothing of my hair I don't know if I'll make it Maybe I won't get through this Maybe this will be the last time Maybe you'll be my last love Maybe I'll have my last breath
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Oct 24, 2010
Oct 24, 2010 at 2:34 PM UTC
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I was sick I was so sick I called you late, 'cause I was burning And I thought I might die And I frightened myself to let you in Your knock hurt my ears, But so quiet you thought to knock again Before you could, I answered Because there was fire in me And you drank the sight of me Bared to just a tanktop and my underwear Dark rings under my eyes Milky skin glowing phosphorescent in the dark And for a second I was afraid That you would think badly of me And refuse to come in And say I can't help you But then you hugged (like you always do) With your arms wrapped like a straitjacket But pulled back in surprise Because I was giving off so much heat Then your eyes grew tight and worried And you picked me up bridal style Suddenly my eyes ran Rivering over my blazing cheeks I swear the tears evaporated! I swear! (I don't know what the tears were for the wanting of you? - for so long you'd forgotten or the relief? - that I would not die alone or the pain? - for things I might never see) And you set me down Surrendered me to a long, soft floor Pressed your cool hands to my forehead And then to my back, (I fancied they left blue shards of ice Unmeltable in my white-hot skin I almost lost my mind with pain) And then you made the doctor come (I don't remember this) But my monsters had already arrived Creeping through the darkness I cried out, my voice Startling you from your methodical smoothing of my hair I don't know if I'll make it Maybe I won't get through this Maybe this will be the last time Maybe you'll be my last love Maybe I'll have my last breath
For Dylan
antoinette-christensen
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Oct 24, 2010
Oct 24, 2010 at 2:34 PM UTC
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