cold flashes fire and there is no other way to turn
boil as the burn sucks the air from lungs and hearts
part of the certainty of insecurity
reactions intractable and collapsible
no further steps to fall
no harder words to hear
look that's not for me, hand not to hold
there are smiles scattered piecemeal
tooth by star by glance away
hide the lonely lean
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