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tangle then repeat

bruises show their form
blood flowing from a hollowing storm
ink left to breed
where skin so passionately torn

I'm torn
nailed to a cross
I bare, born

no letting up for air
to err yet to be free
exploring every side of me

the ebb, the flow
getting to know
inside deep
forgetting what's sleep
and the misfortune of a dream

within
the thought of wind
winding the sheets
around the slits
in the wrists

one can't remiss
a mess that must
repeat

the night begging
just once more
for her

non-departing
kiss
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