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you & i
it is the hush of a candle
in a house engulfed in flame.
and it is the worm slithering up my throat
with butterfly wings, beating.
it is the shattered vertebrae,
fraying the birds soft gut.
and it is the buzz of silence,
the wind whispers.
it is the cement breath,
embalming our trembling figures.
and it is your tongue as it slurps the flesh
pooling beneath my elbow.
it is the speck of light
in a constellation of pollution.
and it is the synthetic shadow of a woman,
strangled by the string of stars.
it is the tongue like a leech
that masks the blisters in my throat
with a film of flem.
and it is the dream that licks my inner ear
and devastates my mind.
it is the italicized ribbon of intestine
burrowing into bone.
and it is the ruined ruins
of your ribcage.
it is the smoke weaving
throughout the labyrinth of organ.
and it is the thin shadow of sweat
beneath the mask of makeup.
it is the cracked lips,
and the broken nose,
the broken dreams.
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