i feel nothing
moving in my belly.
my cheek slides over the strings
until they squeak in the
prolonged voice i'm trying.
if you hear anything
it is bending around
a natural blue darkness.
i want what you say to be undeniable
the product of having x'd out
weak connections angry touches.
please. i don't know where i'm going
but down and quickly.
it's windy. tell me settle.
i'm losing my chord
fingers shaking under
force of posture.
eyes rolling back.
i don't blame you
that made it possible
for my back to break
if i hit.
it's cold.
did i forget to eat?
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