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Without Your Body
I slept through it and then i never met you, but it's okay because we've bought clocks elsewhere. and How the birds chirp and the ticks tock; the fist hands that broken song, into our blood already boiling. A calm washes over me and i'm each bead of your voice, magnetized to some center. Gravity lies between; it's relative. Like the size of your interest or the feeling diminished; relish it. Song after song until our strings turn to nooses and our finger's slowly slip the knot. Step outside your box and cover the graves in shadows so that flowers won't grow - Turn ur smile up, emanate warmth to the touch, crushing bones to dust. Sever the bonds and strip the oak so that we're soaked in more than polite. Politeness that'sa blind figure draped in your movements; where intent thus far remains obscure. I swear it's magical-icious, this tragedy struck through broken bridges and whispering listlessness. A thrifty spend but, dont mention it: I've already written your will, forged your existence in fake chrome reflecting plastic toy-play guns. Lipping twice the power of electricity on in a vacant mind, the dust swallows the air and no longer can i breathe but we both remember promised another full fit never stop it just keep it closer wear it in your sockets so your eyes can get some rest within your pockets so your hands can stop the throbbing and your ache can fill the airway - you know, without your body.
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