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The Tongue Has No Bones

Everything is paranoid as
each neighboring tree looks
different from the side, that
different angle that makes your
ribs hitch, a different
view through your same car door
mirrors.

The ratted branches that staunch
your breath when they claw your passenger-
side window, and the naivete of your
cautious eyes, and still heart when
no tree is to be seen or found.
Written by jadielue (Jade.)
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