language is as close as i want
to get to love
it turns
me round
i wanted to run
into someone
safe enough to wing over
me, the air cold enough
clinging to this temporary
as near as i can stand
it’s fleeting, we retreat
control is about living
& for us, that meant survive
all the world did not give us
& then gave back its madness
i could read the pattern
of how we break, the body
that can’t relax hits a tipping point
written in hate, it was armoring
we had no desire to be the fire
put out, come for me
early morning before we disappear
back into lives, swallowing
of time under our fingers, fingers
you would trace the way i am
fingers under here, we be
this type of animal sheltering
in anonymous
you were the only
beast i could let go
underneath
beast i could let go
underneath
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