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delicate temple
your heart is a chandelier
your brain's a traitor
your heart is a chandelier
your brain's a traitor
Literature
settle
on these nights
i seemed to bleed
something beautiful
atop of blue bird's
bones.
breathing
breaths
of
frost
lashes.
stars settling
in
eyes of spring,
budding blooms
and
sure-shell things
but heart cries
for blossoms
the fall of gentle
white
rough my bones
in winter's chill-
where my
heart
used to be
so
s t i l l
.
.
.
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.
i avoid the eyes of people when i'm nervous
stare at spaces in between their eyelids
and let the conversation fade
or dissolve.
i don't know where to let my eyes rest
when you appear
in my head
around my bones
there's nowhere to look
except through you
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tree house
i dug your grave in the silhouette
of an aspen tree and cradled your dead branches
in my arms. i don't believe in heaven, i told you once
in the afterglow of winter,
only hell, the endless stillborn beat of
the mothership, and where we go when we leave it.
i am satisfied just to float with you like driftwood
love me for each limb you said, because
you needed more time so i bought you a book
about elephants. you left it at my house and borrowed
Dante's Inferno. left the shelves in my bedroom loose like
baby teeth and left a silence so loud it took december just to try and fill it
planting birdseed in the frozen topsoil like
holl
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Makes me think.