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schmetterling

 
they won't speak to me
 
can't hear the shudder anymore
of stanzas
recuperating from flesh plunged
sewing up of wounds with letters  
written to the past
to the next
 
maybe the deepest magic  
has returned to forests
sirens &selkies
or mustered its.whole.self  
into faraway 4am  
firelit sandy toes
whisky tunes
filling lungs with schmetterling
 
[chin up, darling
to the ever expanding wonder
of lights &dust]
 
but i am passing now
survivalist stagnancy  
stone.carved.rut  
in the base of my skull
while solid
clumsy words clack &roll down
into my chest
one by one by one  
 
heavy  
grey  
&meaningless
 
Written by Jestalessa
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