shrouded in snow
pale as the morning star
your little flesh scarf
sewn by your belly's arms
your boiling brain
and the stove of your art
bubbling over black
on the shattered glass
we all have time! I doubt it
you'll be just fine! I doubt it
suspended in amber, surrounded
by the lives you never wanted
but you lost
it's what it is
that's what it is
little membrane between
the things we've been
shivering cold,
upright and frightened dumb
the pulp and wet fruit
slip as your fingers numb
no design in the rope
just a shriek and a moan
disembodied prayers for a life
alone
we all have time! I doubt it
you'll be just fine! I doubt it
suspended in amber, surrounded
by the lives you never wanted
but you lost
it's what it is
that's what it is
little membrane between
the things we've been
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