the sun comes down a little earlier around here
a hemisphere away and winter’s setting in
but i stopped feeling the cold
a while ago
it used to sting, stickily fresh
but now the wound’s healing
knitting together with paralyzing heat
with suffocating heat
just let me breathe
just
let me
i unzippered my chest the other day
let out the butterflies behind my ribcage
spilled sparrowsong from my wrists
good god, i’m finally free
you guys
are all
just
shallow believers
you guys are all
just
–
written m2apr2012.
another favorite of mine and my fans.
i like writing stuff about dying.
–
Don’t we all? š R.R. Martin certainly does!
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