suddenly guilded
by height
times
when two perfect
broken
souls collide
it was here
where i lost you
here
where i threw you
something came up
creeping
dissolving ambitions
and anxieties alike
you were just as broken
atrophied
pardoned
then forgotten
two gentle
storms
disillusionists
liars for every occassion
deserted
lifted
giving up rotten teeth
presenting
aluminum gifts of ash
and soot
i found you
rotting beneath the pier
i touched your forehead
and you came to
life
/close./
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