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Leave Me Alone

Leave Me Alone And with every twitch I can conjure your posture in the corner. The space between your height and the floor I lie on. Twisting into the carpet. Rain hurts but bleeds my dreams of your shoulder under my chin. Pressure, holding fabric between your hands. I would stick my fist down my throat to hear you say it again. Taking sips in the morning to feel your arm rested on mine in green and blue and purple. Your steps ahead choke, your gaps in retention. And for that I am empty. I am shallow. Promises I make to my pillow go unfollowed and your position will be found in every faceless body on the street.

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