| light_sleeper | ||
| in a silent way |
open the rib cage and let me in rip out the last page of your dirty diary no sense in crying about fragments of bone you wouldn't even miss them if you knew they were gone a trail of smoke leaves the skeleton hands slow rising and slow to understand what's happening here slower still to find a miracle cure summer coming all my way the luck you had has all dried up and in its place a blanket of fear with holes to poke your toes through the words we're using to define ourselves are growing older not long from now they may talk amongst themselves and learn to mock us where we live retaining only what they feel is just or justifiably retained they'll be purists that way you'll stir softly like you always do and i will never find a way to walk out on you you're a light sleeper |
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