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Wounds Representing Winter


once our lips touch

I will have the courage

to kill myself

 

it is never enough

and always too much

sweeping blood and dirt

 

the heights are abandoned

like our souls

 

internet intellectuals

moths around a flame

 

in bed I am

 

internal badges

humility and shame

 

for no one to see

an apparition

 

the gray pony

knocks him into the sea

if only it was me

 

I want to give up these words

but I don’t know…

I barely know myself

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