a bowl of dust is but a sore lip to you.
if all was weighted by the touch of your fork,
i wouldn’t have a breath, i’d be ice deep in it.
how softly do you walk up the stairs?
is your step a body or a train,
am i a wrist or a woman
(or a current)
is your ache as kind as mine
if all was weighted by the touch of your fork,
i wouldn’t have a breath, i’d be ice deep in it.
how softly do you walk up the stairs?
is your step a body or a train,
am i a wrist or a woman
(or a current)
is your ache as kind as mine
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