to curl inside | 1 |
this capsule of | 2 |
sharp undirected | 3 |
and undiluted walls | 4 |
-- undo me back | 5 |
to that space you create: | 6 |
a place to keep me, | 7 |
and comfortable | 8 |
anarchies of the soul. | 9 |
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i'm tired. | 10 |
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your hands trying | 11 |
not to touch me | 12 |
and these scenes | 13 |
that turn to white: | 14 |
like an expanding | 15 |
burning hole, | 16 |
a cherry set deep inside | 17 |
a half-developed polaroid. | 18 |
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