Friday, April 13, 2018

13 april

cannot bow down low enough excuse deeply enough turn far enough away close up enough to pass as if fading into nothing were so easy as if shoulders could unknit as if foreheads could unfurl teeth ungrit back uncurl

there is no chance and yet i keep asking knowing the answer the chance for hope melts its own self breaks its own health fast enough to regret and slow enough to wonder

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