Tag: sink

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Stitch

stitch beneath my skin, the veins underneath my fingertips— need sowing back together again. the blood runs cold, too far from home, and all of the rivers start to look like oceans. build me a bridge out of thread, a life raft, life jacket, anything to traverse the stream, anything to traverse the ocean, anything…

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Synesthetist

Ringing red lips, resounding around the room. Aniseed accent, lingering for me to lick off long after.   Trembling taste. And you smell blindingly bright. While your pheromones take lightest flight on softest feathers. And in a million more ways than I can convey. You impress yourself upon me. But I can’t say. Because the…

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Girl outside

Have you seen her eyes? Searching grass stains Reaching up the bark Of her rough touch, Rough hands Legs like hay, the hairs like needles, Could lose thoughts in them, do you understand? Oh, have you seen her eyes? Dancing lily pads, I once tried to catch them in the lake — Silly mistake, oh…

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